yeshes.online

i didn’t make a big enough partition for bootcamp. now i get to do it all over tomorrow…. including downloading both games again. ugh. i thought maybe parallels VM magic would be a compromise, but no… Sony doesn’t play well with others (big shock, not!) nor does Turbine, it seems. it’s late, i’m tired, and i’ve tried every way i know to get bootcamp to recognize this portable drive so i might avoid six hours of downloading. not happening. so. it will damn well happen tomorrow. that’s all for now. hope your day goes well. despite the snarkiness here, mine […]

i swear, every time i think i’ve come to the place where i cannot possibly appreciate and adore Apple, i find something new and i’m all giddy happy full of LERVE for them. heh.

i’m collecting new labels. which is funny considering how i eschew them. heh. i watched moulin rouge again last night. i used to think i was born in the wrong time, but i realize now that is untrue. anyway…. this post is about who i see myself as.

i don’t think i’ve ever really written about such a thing here. a true oversight, but not without reason. however, reason no more and so, i shall. (recording available: love-of-a-good-friend )

it is BEAUTIFUL. i’m not sure i can function with this teensy keyboard, but i am loving that it takes up less space. decisions, decisions. out of the box to online and working = less than five minutes. i love you, apple. you just fucking WORK. more soon! edit to add — all setup and rocking. moving the data over was pretty much a breeze. i think i missed the chat archives, but it is likely as well. hah. pictures soon as i get cord management in place. looks like medusa got loose in here at the moment. (grin)

s’ok, i’m waiting on the new machine to arrive and kind of trying to keep my excitement under wraps. so i decide to go look at the tracking and remind myself it’s still a couple of days away… you know, throttle down a bit. hah! no way! according to the tracking, it will be here today before 3pm! now, imagine if you will, a 42 yr old woman doing the ‘happy dance’ in the middle of her living room. i. kid. you. not. damn it. it’s only 6am. i’m such a geek. already thinking about the best way to get […]

i’m writing from the keyboard of an acer laptop loaned to me until a replacement machine can arrive. that’s about a miracle of a condensed statement. today has been among the more chaotic days i’ve had in recent history. but it has also been among the more insightful. reckon as long as i can say this, i’m in good shape. i’d tell you all about it, but frankly, i’m starting to do more than think about the notion of not having to hold onto or remember every fucking detail of things. sometimes, it’s just good to say, ‘yup, that sure […]

(a final update before bed… the machine is still acting up, but it turns out the crashes seem to be related to something happening either with the browser or possibly something happening in the file permission structure. in the meantime, sadder happenings.) This is a very hard letter for me to write, but I think the time has come that it is obvious and I see no reason to continue trying to pretend otherwise.

so ok, i just posted earlier today about the imac of my dreams, right? well about fifteen minutes ago, my g5 gave the first of what is sure to be several death rattles on its way to dying. i kid you not. system diagnostics say there’s something wrong with the board and the hard drive has been returning SMART failure since i got it in september of last year. i’ve back up the important stuff to a portable drive (thanks mike!) and if it dies, i’m not losing everything as i have the last three times this has happened. on […]

you know, sometimes the sheer silliness of it all makes me laugh. it does not take that much to make me happy. really. and when i’m coming up out of a funk, i think about that and i have to laugh. why is it that when you’re in a funk, the last thing you think about is how little it would take to make you happy? i begin to think there’s some kind of logical/mental shutdown that gets in the way.