My last day at Practicare and I was snowed in. Lovely. So much for the last week, it's been pretty much wasted. Shovelled today. Shovelled. Cleaned the upstairs, dusted everything and organized. Threw out a bunch of old stuff. Managed to get out of the house. Got some more petrol for the snow thrower and some food. Lots of food actually, tinned items so we can still eat if the power goes. I'm getting pretty sick of the snow and wind and air raid sirens. It's not fun any more. I want to visit Reet and look at someone besides William and 'Unknown Parka #2'.
Added a music player on my MySpace thing. Half the songs I wanted weren't there. No Good Rats, no Al Stewart (other than his radio hit), no Robbie Robertson or Rick Danko. Forget Mary Travers, Christine Perfect, or Marty Balin. Eh, not bad for a general player. They *did* have Southern Cross. I'm all set, good memories. Haha, I probably would freak anyone out who listens to it. Jumps from Gustav Mahler to Tom Waits, to Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner, to Bob Marley via Ray Charles. People at work always use to give me funny looks 'cause of the tunes, I guess people on line can as well now. I don't think there's a single 'hit' on there - ha, shows how great my ears are. Wish I could put some of my stuff up, but apparently I have to sign up for a music account or something, fuck it. Maybe later.
Suprisingly good reviews on what's written of Noreen so far. I was worried when it went public. And it's a WIP, even worse to release early. Probably why i'm now sitting here updating the journal and listening to tracks I've heard a billion times. I need to talk to my brain picker, see if I can get the story moving again. She's not on either. :(
Dryer broke today as well. Called up the guy and apparently it's the main board that's got a bad connection. It's under warranty but still. It's only four months old, I don't want to have to keep replacing the motherboard. Not a good sign. And I have to wait a week for the new part to get here. (rolls eyes) So no laundry. I hope I have enough panties. Or I can do without I guess.
I feel blue today. I miss my friends. It's Friday night, I hope they're all having fun.
Added a music player on my MySpace thing. Half the songs I wanted weren't there. No Good Rats, no Al Stewart (other than his radio hit), no Robbie Robertson or Rick Danko. Forget Mary Travers, Christine Perfect, or Marty Balin. Eh, not bad for a general player. They *did* have Southern Cross. I'm all set, good memories. Haha, I probably would freak anyone out who listens to it. Jumps from Gustav Mahler to Tom Waits, to Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner, to Bob Marley via Ray Charles. People at work always use to give me funny looks 'cause of the tunes, I guess people on line can as well now. I don't think there's a single 'hit' on there - ha, shows how great my ears are. Wish I could put some of my stuff up, but apparently I have to sign up for a music account or something, fuck it. Maybe later.
Suprisingly good reviews on what's written of Noreen so far. I was worried when it went public. And it's a WIP, even worse to release early. Probably why i'm now sitting here updating the journal and listening to tracks I've heard a billion times. I need to talk to my brain picker, see if I can get the story moving again. She's not on either. :(
Dryer broke today as well. Called up the guy and apparently it's the main board that's got a bad connection. It's under warranty but still. It's only four months old, I don't want to have to keep replacing the motherboard. Not a good sign. And I have to wait a week for the new part to get here. (rolls eyes) So no laundry. I hope I have enough panties. Or I can do without I guess.
I feel blue today. I miss my friends. It's Friday night, I hope they're all having fun.