Um...Don't Look!!
Saturday, July 12th, 2008 03:23 pmI'm sitting in the local Dairy Queen, using their free WiFi and being massively paranoid about someone reading over my shoulder. THO and the kids decided I needed to get out of the house for a while, since I've been working hard on my pinch-hit for
weasley_fest. I have a feeling it will go like most of my other pieces do for fests and such. I'll work hammer and tongs on something, and then, a few days before the due date, I'll suddenly realize I've been working on it from the wrong angle and get hit by a plot bunny the size of Godzilla, and end up in a writing frenzy. Any who approach me will risk being snarled at by the Bear.
THO keeps swearing he's going to get me a tshirt that says, "Do Not Provoke the Bear."
Man, you'd think he was saying I get cranky or something!
Anyhow, we came so the Impertinent One could experiment with the Wi-Fi connection on her DS, which has not worked, and I suspect must be set up similiarly to how I had to set it up for this laptop.
Maybe I'll noodle with it while they are out in the heat, playing on the Dairy Queen playscape.
I'm getting used to my Mac now, and I'm finding it rather difficult using this laptop, since it's Windows. I never really thought how... awkward... some Windows apps were... until I started using a Mac. Bizarre, truly bizarre.
I was going to work on my
weasley_fest piece, but... I can't open it. It's on a USB, and I could open it in MS Word, which is part of Office on this laptop, but... I can't open MS Word right now, because it's being... difficult. Petulant. Whiny. And the other word processing program I have on here isn't compatible with Pages.
*makes a rude noise*
So, I'm posting instead. And trying to find something interesting to post about. Beside the fact that I'm currently slurping a grape Arctic Rush that is definitely sub-par. I think some of the watermelon flavoring got mixed in so it's kind of... sour, or tart. But, I'm slurping it anyway because it's cool. And turning my tongue purple.
It's awfully bright in here, and the fact that I'm coming off a migraine ain't helping. Think anyone would stare if I wore sunglasses? Nah. If I'm lucky, they'll just think it's Auntie being unsociable, like Garbo, saying, "leaf me ah-lone."
Okay, this is about as much excitement as I can stand. Time to round up the Heatstroke Gang and head home. Adios, pardners!
ETA: THO told me as we were leaving that I created quite a stir in the Dairy Queen, that there were people outside who were talking and wondering over "the girl on the laptop inside." Since I was the only person in the store with a laptop, that had to be ME, and I find it amusing, at 44, to be called a "girl" by anyone!!
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THO keeps swearing he's going to get me a tshirt that says, "Do Not Provoke the Bear."
Man, you'd think he was saying I get cranky or something!
Anyhow, we came so the Impertinent One could experiment with the Wi-Fi connection on her DS, which has not worked, and I suspect must be set up similiarly to how I had to set it up for this laptop.
Maybe I'll noodle with it while they are out in the heat, playing on the Dairy Queen playscape.
I'm getting used to my Mac now, and I'm finding it rather difficult using this laptop, since it's Windows. I never really thought how... awkward... some Windows apps were... until I started using a Mac. Bizarre, truly bizarre.
I was going to work on my
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*makes a rude noise*
So, I'm posting instead. And trying to find something interesting to post about. Beside the fact that I'm currently slurping a grape Arctic Rush that is definitely sub-par. I think some of the watermelon flavoring got mixed in so it's kind of... sour, or tart. But, I'm slurping it anyway because it's cool. And turning my tongue purple.
It's awfully bright in here, and the fact that I'm coming off a migraine ain't helping. Think anyone would stare if I wore sunglasses? Nah. If I'm lucky, they'll just think it's Auntie being unsociable, like Garbo, saying, "leaf me ah-lone."
Okay, this is about as much excitement as I can stand. Time to round up the Heatstroke Gang and head home. Adios, pardners!
ETA: THO told me as we were leaving that I created quite a stir in the Dairy Queen, that there were people outside who were talking and wondering over "the girl on the laptop inside." Since I was the only person in the store with a laptop, that had to be ME, and I find it amusing, at 44, to be called a "girl" by anyone!!