Resting between an old end and a new beginning
Started: Friday, November 1, 2002 18:42
Finished: Friday, November 1, 2002 19:21
I am now sitting in what has become my corner of the Laser Fortress Apartment. I just booted Argo. No network yet. I'm sure I'll devise some insane cable-running scheme sooner or later. But right now, I'm just enjoying resting here on my couch, crammed up next to my little desk (where Dagobah formerly lived), with some Tori oggs playing softly over my speakers before my dad gets home. It's quite comfy, really.
For the past 24 hours, I've had a really annoying headache. The intensity has gone up and down, but it has yet to quite go away completely. It started last night, right after I unsuccessfully tried to drop off my cable modem, and was just a few short minutes late to the ATT offices. It closed at 18:00. Despite all my rushing around, I didn't manage to get there until 18:05.
Well, it was either drop off the cable modem on time, or turn in my apartment keys before the office closed. I opted to deliver the apartment keys in person to the one person in the office who was just about to leave. So the cable modem didn't quite make it.
There was one person at the AT"T office when I got there. Though the door was locked, she came and told me that they were closed. I was annoyed (1) that there was no drop box or some place to leave it, and (2) she refused to even take it and it on the counter for somebody to get the next day, and strongly recommended that bring it in later and get a receipt. That way, I would have documented evidence that I had returned it, and be able to avoid charges. That made sense. (2)
Oh well. I dropped it off this morning. But the point is that my headache started then, minutes after the Castle Lair was no more, and now it won't go away. I'd rather not try to medicate it away, but the thought is becoming tempting.
Last night, immediately after my unsuccessful attempt to unload the modem, I journied to the neighborhood of the Boulder Compound, where tricker treaters were running rampant. When I arrived, Jaeger informed me that buildmeasite was in the middle of a crisis. The evil beast known as sendmail was malfunctioning horribly, and nobody had a clue why. (Though I'm not exactly in the mood to tow the party line of a former employer who parted with me in a less than gracious manner (the words "thrown out with the garbage" come to mind), everyone has to admit it sooner or later. Cobalt software sucks.)
I looked over Jaeger's shoulder while he attempted to figure out what was going on, and neither of us had a clue. (Eventually, some sort of scheme was devised in which certain files from another Cobalt were copied to the server, which managed to somehow fix things.)
Dinner was served. We ate the veggie food Jaeger had warned me about at Kiesa's suggestion. ;)
Due to the buildmeasite crisis, viewing of what many consider to be the worst scifi movie ever was postponed.
I brought Dagobah and Illian into a space on a desk Jaeger had cleared in the Alcove, and proceeded to configure Dagobah for use as a stand-alone system. (Although I did end up running Mozilla remotely off Ziyal, because it was waaaay too slow on Dagobah's processor.)
Hung out at the Boulder Compound for a while before returning to the Laser Fortress.
As documented in the Collective today, I went to King Soopers and underwent computer-based training, where I spent over 5 hours learning the wonders of food safety, customer service, and about a billion other things which have now been forgotten. (In one ear, out the other.)
My parents have offered to take me out to dinner tonight in celerbration of the fact that I now have a job. It sounds like a wonderful idea. I just wish this stupid headache would disappear.
I also contemplated going out to my old club tonight, as a form of celebration for myself. :)
Not sure if that's gonna happen. For one thing, I'm feeling quite beat at the moment. The thought of just resting my head on a pillow for a while almost sounds better. Another: The fact that I am now living with a parent complicates things. And: At the rate thing things are going, I'm not sure dinner will be finished in time to get there when I like to. We'll see.
Timeout. I've decided I officially like the music of this song. Track 15. Another Girl's Paradise. Not sure about the words, because I haven't paid attention to them yet. But the music, especially during the chorus. Awesome. Multiple overlaid Tori vocals = A Good Thing.
Alright, I'm done typing for now. I'm sure this rambling will get to the rest of the world eventually, but it might be a little while yet.