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| Update on the toaster.
It's awesome. The fourth button is "Frozen" - essential for my
morning Eggo. And I learned that you can't manually pop it up
yourself... you have to press the "Cancel" button. I'm in geek
heaven.
Speaking of geek heaven, anyone who is a fan of Hitchhiker's Guide to
the Galaxy and alcohol would have immensely enjoyed themselves Saturday
night at the new apartment, as we broke it in (party-wise) to watch the
movie and the BBC miniseries whilst consuming Pan Galactic Gargle
Blasters. The drink recipe we used lived up to its name in the
book... it rendered three large men of their stomachs in short
order. The movie was good, and so was the company.
Everyone's pumped now for whatever we wind up doing for our Sixth
Annual New Years/Thank God I'm Out Of Wyoming party.
Today I finally got my cheapass home theatre PC running, and watched
Final Fantasy: Advent Children from the comfort of my couch. It
was friggin awesome. If any of you are fans of Final Fantasy VII
and haven't seen this yet, SEE IT. There's only a fansub floating
around right now, and if you ask real nice I might burn it for you.
As of yet, I've nothing much else to report, so until then, I'm going
to go back to beating on this piece of shit media box and writing
someone a letter. (Yes, that's handwritten.)
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| I could tell y'all about the move. I could maybe tell you how much work has kicked me around. I could tell you how awesome our new apartment is. I could even tell you how I tried to sit down in a chair at work and it slid away from me and I landed rather uncerimoniously on my rear end. However, none of these compare to the quest which I completed yesterday.
I bought a new toaster.
Since I moved out on my own six years ago, I have never owned a toaster that I purchased myself. Living in the dorms, I didn't need one. When I had the apartment with Brian and later Kenn, they each provided the toaster. When I moved to Dallas, Jenny gave me a second hand piece of junk that barely toasted bread when turned up all the way. We've used it for the last four years. Yesterday, finally, I bought a new one.
And it has buttons.
I can select toast, bagel, warm, and something else. There's a pretty knob to adjust toasting strength. I have yet to actually try it out yet... but soon I will. And don't think I was alone in this quest... it was my wife Jenny who found it and led me to its lair. Without her guidance, I would still be unenlightened.
Soon I will regale you with tales of our move and apartment, but until then, rejoice for the toaster. With buttons.
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| INSOMNIA IS A BITCH.
That's really all I had to say.
I tried to go to bed at a decent hour, and I woke up after midnight
sometime staring at the ceiling. I did the same thing last
night. I HATE MY FRIGGIN BODY. Why can't it just let me
SLEEP like a normal person? Grrr.
I'm gonna try this again. I'll soon be issuing contracts for
anyone who wants to come smack me over the head every night to knock my
ass out. Headaches are a bitch, but at least I'd get some SLEEP!
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| Well, this past week I've immensely enjoyed myself, being on
vacation. Vacations are awesome. It was really just an
excuse to be ultra-lazy, though. I didn't do a damn thing except
visit friends and some housework and pre-moving activities. It
was great. =D However, my vacation has come to an end, as I
return to the bullseye at 3 pm on Monday. It'll feel good to be
doing regular activity again... as much as I enjoyed my break, lying
around too much for too long is bad for me. Now I return my focus
to kicking some ass at work, and also getting this place ready for the
move. It'll catch me by surprise if I don't keep up.
Tonight I went downtown for the first time in ages. My friend Ben
and I went to this place called the Bar of Soap. It's what most
people would refer to as a dive, on the back end of the Deep Ellum
district of Dallas near Fair Park. The front half is a regular
bar, regular offerings, few booths along one wall. The back
half... is a laundromat/arcade. I shit you not. Out back,
in the garden, is where a stage is set up and local band Fame 15 opened
for the Sex Maniacs, both rock bands. Fame 15 was alright... the
bass player is Ben's boss at his job, and even though the band wasn't
all that great, he rocked. Sex Maniacs are from New York City...
they must be a pretty obscure group, but they sure had some fans in
attendance. The great thing about seeing small, obscure bands is
that they're still totally in touch with their fans, and put on awesome
selfless shows. It was a good way to spend the evening. :)
Anyways... not much else to say, really, other than that I wish my
vacation was longer... as everyone does the day before it's over.
;) Take care everyone.
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