Where the Sane Should Fear to Tread

Therapy Sessions on File


July

Monday, July 30, 2007 at 152pm
It's the little things in Linux that are killing me. Little things that, if they were supported by the manufacturers, would easily move folks away from MicroShaft.

Dug up an old Radeon card. 'Old' as in it was one of the first (7000/VE). Reason for switching out the totally workable nVidia vid card? The Radeon appeared to have TV capabilities. It's not a 'tuner' (won't capture anything but dust and flies) but it should be able to display. It might, but in no way is it easy or some of the 'instructions' fully understandable for someone not completely comfortable with Linux yet. I'm just this side of being totally lost... and kicking things across the room.

Burner issue the first was solved - do nothing else on the machine and leave the machine alone until the 'done' notice pops up. May improve that a little with more memory, but I'm saving that money for a new TV tuner card if I need one. Burner issue the second I'll test tonight.

Printer is not talking to Ubbie, but I suspect I know why. Earlier this year I was fiddling with accessing the printer through the network and remember installing and modifying something. Don't remember what so this will be lots of fun (hahahaha).

The pluses on the 'puter front are that Ubbie and MN both got a good clean out and I figured out how to recover from an X crash. Still feels like I'm stabbing at things in a dark room, but I suppose it was that way with WinCrap at first too.

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Friday, July 27, 2007 at 802pm
Not only do I have monsters living in the house, I also have Reavers (Firefly/Serenity) and Shadows (Babylon 5). There might even be some Vorlons (Babylon 5), but no one's had a close look at them. Sometimes, the Shadows whip out of nowhere and knock the trains off their tracks. Oh, and the Reavers come out of floor drains in public bathrooms. The imagination on Squirmy is something to behold!

213pm

For whatever reason, Ubbie freezes up half-way through erasing a CD-RW. The drive light is still flashing and the mouse cursor still moves, but the screen is frozen solid and a hard shut-down is the only way to turn the machine off. Tried using different software but it makes no difference. Might be a memory issue (as in not enough); have to see if I can find some other mem sticks in my stash of crap.

Started pricing out the tuner card and new HDD's I'll need to build the media machine. Not bad prices, but also not in the 'can get now' range. And I still have to figure out what stays/goes off MN. Way to much crap on there (again!).

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Friday, July 27, 2007 at 1005pm
Fics read 7/23 - 7/27

NCIS - (The) Burn Bag at Bethesda  by twoweevils
Sentinel - Somewhere To Be  by arrow00
CSI - Hay Loft  by dagsrommer
CSI - Union  by violet_eyes
Wednesday, July 25, 2007 at 1030pm
The iPod can now be altered (add/delete files) from Ubbie! Haven't looked into any Linux iTunes-like stuff yet, but the couple podcasts I've stashed on Ubbie have been transferred to the Pod. Remind me again what I need WinDoze for? I am very seriously considering wiping MN (after I burn off a crap-load of files) and turning it into a TV watching/recording machine. The specs for it are sitting on my desk, just waiting for a couple pieces of equipment...

And I just noticed Nero makes a Linux version *drools*. Not impressed with the CD burning software I'm currently using (Graveman, despise Nautalis even more) so I might just splurge and buy Nero for Linux. Or not... just bumped into a couple native Linux programs that are just as good. Have to do some more reading now.

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Friday, July 20, 2007
There was a reason I asked you to please have Squirmy home no later than seven. He has his bedtime routines that he refuses to do without (and shouldn't have to do without) and those take about an hour. So I mistakenly assumed you'd have him home on time - no later than seven. Instead, it was seven-thirty. Thank you so much for the ulcers and the worry, I really do appreciate them. Yes, it's only half-an-hour but you know what? I don't fucking care! Sorry (or not, I can't decide) next time you'd like to do this I will seriously think twice about it.


Furniture is definitely arriving tomorrow. Thank god. Was supposed to be last weekend but there was a small screw-up with the color fabric we chose - it's not available for the style of sofa we chose! You'd think the sales lady could have said something at the time we were ordering it. Her solution was... to change sofa style in order to get the chosen fabric. Say what? For us, the sofa style is THE most important factor. It was a bitch to find a style that worked for us and that we could both agree to - no way was the sofa style changing. So from the four available colors of fabric, we ended up choosing the darker brown that's really only a tone difference from our original choice.

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Friday, July 20, 2007 at 844pm
Fics read 7/14 - 7/20

House - (A) Modest Proposal  by Ignaz Wisdom
Sentinel - It Happened One Night  by Penelope Whistle
House - Stereophonic Silence and Reverbation  by Cryptictac
House - (The) Body Found  by Fourteencandles
House - Lies to Me  by queenzulu
House - You Are Receding  by Kass
House - Symmetry  by cryptictac
Sentinel - What Happens in Peru  by spikedluv
Sentinel - Boundaries  by Jane Davitt
House - Eight Days  by rageprufrock
House - Almost Always Wrong  by jaryn_
House - Letters of Transit  by nightdog_writes
NCIS - Sensing Evil  by Lady Ra
Wednesday, July 18, 2007 at 854pm
Your son is turning (if he hasn't already) into a nearly-thirty-year-old waste of space.

Yes, I did, with the help of LabBoy, figure out how I could use your credit card to pay for the hotel. That, however, is not the fucking point!!

The man (boy?) had a credit card, albeit one he got quite a while ago and never bothered activating. I've been asking him for a month to activate it so I can make the damn reservations. He finally called today, only to find out the card is not valid any longer (duh!!).

He needs to apply for one again and activate the fucking thing in a timely manner! Yes, the exchange rate (US to Cdn) is not the greatest, but that's a cost of doing business - and the trip is for business! Besides, even the credit card company's poor exchange rate isn't that bad given where the Canadian dollar is sitting. Given the way you go through company money (yes, it's your company and you can do what you want) why are you... concerned about the exchange rate? Seriously, where is your fucking head???

And, I wonder again, why is he working for you? He can't remember procedures, he can't anticipate things that need to be done, and your youngest is tired of prodding and poking his brother to get things done.

The man (boy?) has worked here for over a year and he can't remember the monopoly is made with the inhibited liquid? Come on already! Wake up and smell the fucking coffee!

Wait, I know why he's working for you - HE'D NEVER HOLD A FUCKING JOB IN THE REAL WORLD!

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Friday, July 13, 2007 at 1044pm
Fics read 7/09 - 7/13

NCIS - Dead Marine, Gibbs... Bruised Knees, New Job  by ingenius_inc
NCISIssues With Confined Spaces and Rococo Lamps  by ingenius_inc
Firefly - Dominoes  by arachne
Sentinel - Fireworks  by Bone
Sentinel - Like Praying
Sentinel - Push and Pull  by Francesca
Original - (The) Indigo Key  by Emi
CSI - Stokes, Sanders and the Lost Tribe of Samartia  by kennedy
CSI - (A) Hard Rain's Gonna Fall  by kennedy
CSI - Mr. Reliable  by kennedy
CSI - Heat  by violet_eyes
PotC - Work of Art  by tessabeth
House - Strawberries  by elicia8
NCIS - Matched Set  by Nix
Wednesday, July 11, 2007 at 946pm
I hate summer. Despise it to absolute fucking pieces. The heat makes me cranky, tired, so unmotivated it's scary. So take the "about time summer got here" comments and shove them some place painful.

Squirmy's internal thermometer must be broken. In the midst of this 'wonderful' heat wave he insists on wearing bed-socks and having the comforter on the bed. Never mind his room is almost hot enough to bake bread. Tonight the comforter did a disappearing act. Suck it up, kid, you're melting mommy.

The A/C at work sucks; it's practically non-existent. I have a table-top fan, but it's being used to keep the air circulating by the computers jammed under my desk. Non-existent A/C and hot air wafting up at me. No wonder I feel parboiled by the end of the day.

Tomorrow is strip-the-living-room-bare-and-vacuum-the-hell-outta-it day. Furniture is supposed to arrive on Saturday (must remember to call about that tomorrow) and hubby wants the carpets cleaned Friday night. It's supposed to hit thirty-one tomorrow, so add a degree or two out here. This should be fucking fun.

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Friday, July 6, 2007 at 828pm
Fics read 7/03 - 7/06

Sentinel - Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places  by Annie
Sentinel - Make it Go Away series by Natalie L
  Make It Go Away
  Angel on My Shoulder
Sentinel - If You Leave  by kylia
Sentinel - Chosen series by Natalie L
  Chosen
  Flight (a retelling)
Sentinel - Daybreak  by Hawk
Sentinel - My Boyfriend series by Scribe
  My Boyfriend Is Inflatable
  My Boyfriend Came in a Plain Brown Wrapper
  I Think My Boyfried Is Gay
  My Mom is Flirting With My Boyfriend
Sentinel -
Would You Lay With Me?  by Rebel Melinda
Sentinel - Jealous Intent  by Kerensa
Sentinel - Jim and Blair Go Camping OR Brokeback Mountain - The Less Sad Version  by Thothscribe
Sentinel - Cold  by Wolverin
Sentinel - White Men Can't Jump & Check and Mate  by lamardeuse
Sentinel - Scars  by lamardeuse
Sentinel - Something to Talk About  by lamardeuse
Sentinel - Forewarned  by Scribe
Sentinel - Past, Present, Future  by lamardeuse
Sentinel - Refugee Status  by lamardeuse
Sentinel - Secret Valentine  by Natalie L
Sentinel - (The) Faint of Heart  by Angelise
Sentinel - One Fine Day  by Rebel Melinda
Sentinel - Eavesdroppers  by Lisa Glasscock
Sentinel - (The) Replacement Guide  by Lyn
Monday, July 2, 2007 at 929pm
Ditched the 'crunches' Friday night. Pitched 'em in the closet and slammed the door. From now on, nothing comes off my list!

Took Squirmy to Maplewood Farms on Saturday. No baby goats this year but lots of pregnant goats. The bunnies were, once again, a big hit. Feeding them lettuce was tops in Squirmy's book. The ducks weren't big hand eaters so most of the seed was tossed in the water. There was one goose with issues, lots of issues. He (no, we did not sex the goose, the attendant told us) decided nibbling on people was great sport. Hubby ended up play fighting with the goose, mainly to keep the goose from nibbling on Squirmy and a couple other little kids. It was hilarious!

While Hubby, Squirmy and Devil-child went to the movies (PotC, what else?) I cleaned house. Hubby does a decent job vacuuming each week, but he does miss corners and behind doors. My ankle, despite being braced, did not appreciate a second day of high activity.

And the ol' ankle did not appreciate today's activity of grocery shopping then walking through the mall for two hours. Truth be told, the bank account did not appreciate the latter either. Once the furniture arrives in a couple more weeks, the bank account will like me less - finally found something for the DVD's.

Since I've ignored general site maintenance, bill paying and e-mail for the last two weeks, I now get to 'have fun'. Oh joy.

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