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Oct. 26th, 2004 09:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anigoSo.
I couldn't get the darn burner to work. As per Steve's suggestion I'm going to try playing with the BIOS tonight. It's a territory I've only played with once or twice, but hopefully I won't screw it up too bad.
I went to bed grumpy which means I woke up grumpy.
On the drive to work this morning I have to go through a rather seedy section of town. As I was going past some lower income housing, a boy belonging to a visible minority, who couldn't have been any older than six, was walking along pretending to shoot cars. He looked me right in the eye and shot me. He looked so angry. This makes me inexplicably sad for some reason.
After passing that section of town I come to an intersection followed by a merge. It's where the street I'm on merges with the two-laned street that comes from the other side of town, and makes three lanes. It's a MERGE. A MERGE PEOPLE. MERGE. "To blend together, especially in gradual stages." Do you see the word "stop" here anywhere? Is there any reason to stop, as the lane you're driving in doesn't actually turn into any other lane, it continues to be your lane and only your lane? (Head->Desk)
My pants are too big. So big that if I don't wear a belt that they will fall down to my knees. This is usually cause for celebration, but as the suit isn't a year old yet and was particularly expensive, and the jacket still fits, it's a bit of a bitch. I guess my options are to gain weight or find a tailor. I guess I'll go find a tailor.
Ok, happy thoughts...
I get to go on another road trip today. Another $85 in the kitty for the NY trip. Also four good hours of music and a chance to get home by five as opposed to six.
Oh, speaking of road trips, I got my gas card bill yesterday for last month. $225 for the month. Gah. Can you tell me why, when a good portion of the fuel that gets used in this country actually gets delivered to the port of Halifax, a port which, If I stretch my head hard enough, I can almost see from my office window, why the price of gas is higher here than anywhere else in the country? Yesterday I filled my car up with gas and it cost me $43. It's $.94/litre or, if you live in the US, it's $2.91 per gallon. Compared to GB, I guess I shouldn't complain, but I'm in a complaining mood.
Dick's gone back to the hunting camp today, so it's just me and The Kid for supper. I think I'll stop at Burger King and surprise her.
Ok, now I must get 7 hours worth of work done in the next three hours.
Toodles.
I couldn't get the darn burner to work. As per Steve's suggestion I'm going to try playing with the BIOS tonight. It's a territory I've only played with once or twice, but hopefully I won't screw it up too bad.
I went to bed grumpy which means I woke up grumpy.
On the drive to work this morning I have to go through a rather seedy section of town. As I was going past some lower income housing, a boy belonging to a visible minority, who couldn't have been any older than six, was walking along pretending to shoot cars. He looked me right in the eye and shot me. He looked so angry. This makes me inexplicably sad for some reason.
After passing that section of town I come to an intersection followed by a merge. It's where the street I'm on merges with the two-laned street that comes from the other side of town, and makes three lanes. It's a MERGE. A MERGE PEOPLE. MERGE. "To blend together, especially in gradual stages." Do you see the word "stop" here anywhere? Is there any reason to stop, as the lane you're driving in doesn't actually turn into any other lane, it continues to be your lane and only your lane? (Head->Desk)
My pants are too big. So big that if I don't wear a belt that they will fall down to my knees. This is usually cause for celebration, but as the suit isn't a year old yet and was particularly expensive, and the jacket still fits, it's a bit of a bitch. I guess my options are to gain weight or find a tailor. I guess I'll go find a tailor.
Ok, happy thoughts...
I get to go on another road trip today. Another $85 in the kitty for the NY trip. Also four good hours of music and a chance to get home by five as opposed to six.
Oh, speaking of road trips, I got my gas card bill yesterday for last month. $225 for the month. Gah. Can you tell me why, when a good portion of the fuel that gets used in this country actually gets delivered to the port of Halifax, a port which, If I stretch my head hard enough, I can almost see from my office window, why the price of gas is higher here than anywhere else in the country? Yesterday I filled my car up with gas and it cost me $43. It's $.94/litre or, if you live in the US, it's $2.91 per gallon. Compared to GB, I guess I shouldn't complain, but I'm in a complaining mood.
Dick's gone back to the hunting camp today, so it's just me and The Kid for supper. I think I'll stop at Burger King and surprise her.
Ok, now I must get 7 hours worth of work done in the next three hours.
Toodles.
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Date: 2004-10-26 06:04 am (UTC)That is all.