five thousand shades of blue
Friday, June 08, 2001
After a long night of , I went home to peacefully spend my evening. It started out that way -- painting scrolls for SCA awards, playing a bit more of Exile -- and then I got up into bed.
First, my housemate comes up and tells me that the little fan that I'd set up next to the computer had fallen over, and somehow had caused the computer to shut off (probably by touching it briefly). So I went down to fix it (pushed the motherboard reset button and everything was happy again), then inadvertantly did it again, shutting the computer off again. And this time, it wouldn't come back on. Not a flicker of life.
Thoughts of fried motherboards and burned out power supplies filled my head.
I can't afford to have something like that fixed right now. How the hell am I going to get the stuff off of the disks? Things of that nature. I reset the surge protector strip. I reset the battery backup. I had just about given up, hit the powerup button one last time... and success.
My housemate, who we cheerfully call "the gravity well" for her propensity to make things just fall or break in her general vicinity, looked woeful and unhappy, since she'd knocked the fan over in the first place. She visibly brightened when the lights all came back on. I announced however that the computer was being shut down for the night... I didn't need any more gravity well accidents, and besides, the secondary disk drive was feeling a titch warm to the touch.
After that adrenaline rush, I had a really difficult time getting to sleep. That and the fact that my hands went numb when I tried to get comfortable, because my back was out. It's after 11pm at this point, and I trundle downstairs to get Andra to crack my back. That helped, moderately. I still couldn't sleep.
I dreamt first of walking around like it was day to day life, only I knew that I had to get to surgery because my appendix might go. It didn't hurt, and there was no sense of urgency, I just knew I had to get it done. I was more worried in the dream about my refinancing loan officer finding out, because ! I really hope that wasn't some kind of premonition. What side is the appendix on again...?
Then I had one of those stupid dreams where you hit snooze too many times and suddenly in your dream you're latelatelate, and then you wake up in a panic only to realize that it's an hour or so before your alarms's set to go off for the first time. For me, that's 4:30am. Bleah.
And I had to drink my morning coffee with SOY milk. I don't like soy milk. But I had no milk left, and had to have coffee.
I come in this morning and find no net connection. Fortunately it was only because the power adapter had come out of the hub while moving the behemoth desk in. Is Mercury retrograde or something?!
At least it's Friday.
is
this just not enough…?
