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Slow News Weekend
Jun. 24th, 2007 11:08 pmSheesh, I check my f-list for the first time all weekend and nobody's done a thing. You'd think it was summertime.
I got the Lappy back on Friday (and there was much rejoicing in the land). She's almost good as new, but I have to figure out how to get the backup files installed back onto the hard drive. I have most of the important stuff back, but Microsoft Office is being a whore. I was going to take it to my uncle over the weekend, but he was sick with heatstroke or something, so I'll have to wait on that.
Anyway, the story of how I braved insane Wasatch Front drivers to secure the hostage: CompUSA called while I was at work, so I decided to take a slight detour (oh... about ten block detour) after work, but the problem is that I forgot that it was Friday and everyone would be eating each other trying to get home for the weekend. And there was construction in a number of places. It was quite the harrowing experience, but like all such experiences, you learn to leave work at 4:00 and go straight home away from the psycho Friday 500 races.
Then my brother's basketball team was at the U for summer basketball camp. It was fun to go watch them play against teams from much bigger schools and even more fun to see the family. Except that my dad volunteered me to take some of the boys halfway home on Saturday after the camp was over (my mom met me at the halfway point, so I didn't have to go all the way to Delta). I wouldn't have minded, except I was kinda planning to go to the park with some friends on Saturday afternoon and my dad didn't even ask me if I could play chauffeur. By the time he even informed me I would be performing this service, it was too late to tell the coach that I couldn't. Blech.
But in really good news: I found an apartment to move into! It's in a fairly nice complex in Holladay (with a pool! My bedroom overlooks it, which could be good or bad, depending on who's down there at the time) and I can actually afford it. I'm planning on moving the weekend of the 13th (seeing as how the Order of the Phoenix movie got moved up), but I probably could move earlier if I wanted to. The funniest part is that the girl I'll be rooming with was actually my neighbor in Logan last summer. I didn't know it her advertising until she answered the door when first I went to see the place. Funny how these things work out...
My sister went home to the desert with the rest of the family, so I'm on my own for the weekend. I've just been making friends with TV Links and re-watching "24" season 4. The problem is that some of the eps don't work and I've been deprived of the major Tony/Michelle moments of that season (which I am a shameless sucker for) and even some of the more tender Jack/Audrey scenes (which everyone is required by law to love and I don't care who you vote for).
Holy crap! It's quarter after eleven and I have work at eight tomorrow morning! I just realized I'm tired. G'night!
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
PS, The infamous politically charged rant? Scroll down a few posts if you really want to read it. Just to advertise... you don't have to...
I got the Lappy back on Friday (and there was much rejoicing in the land). She's almost good as new, but I have to figure out how to get the backup files installed back onto the hard drive. I have most of the important stuff back, but Microsoft Office is being a whore. I was going to take it to my uncle over the weekend, but he was sick with heatstroke or something, so I'll have to wait on that.
Anyway, the story of how I braved insane Wasatch Front drivers to secure the hostage: CompUSA called while I was at work, so I decided to take a slight detour (oh... about ten block detour) after work, but the problem is that I forgot that it was Friday and everyone would be eating each other trying to get home for the weekend. And there was construction in a number of places. It was quite the harrowing experience, but like all such experiences, you learn to leave work at 4:00 and go straight home away from the psycho Friday 500 races.
Then my brother's basketball team was at the U for summer basketball camp. It was fun to go watch them play against teams from much bigger schools and even more fun to see the family. Except that my dad volunteered me to take some of the boys halfway home on Saturday after the camp was over (my mom met me at the halfway point, so I didn't have to go all the way to Delta). I wouldn't have minded, except I was kinda planning to go to the park with some friends on Saturday afternoon and my dad didn't even ask me if I could play chauffeur. By the time he even informed me I would be performing this service, it was too late to tell the coach that I couldn't. Blech.
But in really good news: I found an apartment to move into! It's in a fairly nice complex in Holladay (with a pool! My bedroom overlooks it, which could be good or bad, depending on who's down there at the time) and I can actually afford it. I'm planning on moving the weekend of the 13th (seeing as how the Order of the Phoenix movie got moved up), but I probably could move earlier if I wanted to. The funniest part is that the girl I'll be rooming with was actually my neighbor in Logan last summer. I didn't know it her advertising until she answered the door when first I went to see the place. Funny how these things work out...
My sister went home to the desert with the rest of the family, so I'm on my own for the weekend. I've just been making friends with TV Links and re-watching "24" season 4. The problem is that some of the eps don't work and I've been deprived of the major Tony/Michelle moments of that season (which I am a shameless sucker for) and even some of the more tender Jack/Audrey scenes (which everyone is required by law to love and I don't care who you vote for).
Holy crap! It's quarter after eleven and I have work at eight tomorrow morning! I just realized I'm tired. G'night!
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
PS, The infamous politically charged rant? Scroll down a few posts if you really want to read it. Just to advertise... you don't have to...
