tiamatlady

I was going to go to bed a long while ago, then I decided to get to my mother's computer/cable modem hookup. After a bit of a fubar with the wires, in which I had to disconnect the cable in her room, to pull out the wire, to get the cat wire through the wall hole (in NO way was that meant as dirty) things went rather well. She has a Dell, and the thing is STUPID user friendly, opening it, getting at the cards, installing and rebooting. The cards aren't secured by screws, they have this plastic clip fastening over the top area, which keeps all the cards in place. Would have saved me a ton of scraped knuckles over my older computers. Anyway, I have Norton's scanning right now, and I suppose it's OK, sortof making up for the torture of the modem install. I wonder if the stupid tech ever showed up?

I had my not-a-date, and I realize he makes me nervous as hell. He was waiting for me at the theatre, and I needed snackage, since I wasn't able to eat allday as there was nothing in the house and I couldn't leave. We ended up splitting a popcorn, which, again, made me feel better since it was loaded with butter and Mr. Healthy ate it with relish. I felt soaked in butter, almost like I'd bathed in it, HE remained unbuttery. I contend he was licking his fingers, but I have no proof of that.

On the subject of the movie - I was actually, surprisingly, unimpressed. It looked like a huge video game, and OK COOL video game, but I missed having a joystick in my hand, trying to play the stupid game. I'd read a couple of reviews saying that the shock value of the first was missing, and that's exactly how I felt. And I'm sorry, ANYONE ELSE bothered by the whole "Golden Cow" imagery? Picture "the Ten Commandments" at the end, when Moses Heston was up on the mountain getting the rocks, and the rest of the Israelites were like "He's not coming back, let's pick another god, make ourselves a statue, sacrifice some wimmins, and throw us a Par-Tay!" and then think of that watching the Rave scene. I was expecting the Hand Of God to come slamming down, saying "NAUGHTY humans! THIS Is why the frikin machines keep HANDING you your ASSES!"

Anyway.so, after the movie, and I made him wait for the Revolutions preview which he didn't know about, we were talking about dinner, and I took him to one of my favorite places for Chinese food, in Wollaston, with the fantastic Peking Ravoli. While there I got a crappy message from the Client From Hell, demanding a phone call. I DID call him, and got rather not happy afterwards. The stupid client is going to be the death of me. I was telling CB how I don't like NOT coming to some conclusion with a project, even if it's "I have no additional information" and ending this way. This stupid client has CONSTANT problems, not related to me, that cause me ENDLESS grief. I KNOW I asked the A/P woman to redo her work, and she blew me off, and now I've reentered a WHOLE bunch of stuff I shouldn't have had to becuase the people whose job it IS wouldn't. And then there's my repeating excuse, of losing information from November forward, RIGHT when things were cleaned up AND right when tax season got messy. I thnk CB finally saw some of what he doesn't see in the club - how tired and antisocial I am, and how, if he stresses me out, I won't want to do anything. I have NO energy anymore, I'd really rather spend quiet evenings with him, while occasionally tearing up the countryside with him. Hell, quiet evenings in general. I told him about how I used to go out every night of the week, and I wonder where that energy went. I don't necessarily want it to go out all the time, but I have uses for it.

He agrees I am working to hard, when I can't even concentrate, and I do need a break. AND he actually came out and asked about my schedule for the next week. Had I not answered "swamped" I think a future hang out would have been scheduled, I want him to come over and watch movies, but the Unit gets in my way nine times out of ten, and there's nothing I can do about that *pouts* I shoud encourage him to buy his TV, and entertainment center, so I could go THERE, that is, IF he'll give me his address! *grins* He just doesn't think.

He DOES like me, perhaps not in the way I want him to, but I'd like to think we're working on friends. I know more about him than I do some of my better friends right now, so I don't think I'm blowing smoke out my ass.

Oi' I'm tired. AND I just realized for me to run my computer cable into my room, will be a ROYAL pain in the ass. (

kazama those wall holes you drilled is a tad too narrow. I've got two wires through it to the Unit's room, I'm honestly not sure if I can fit a third. hello, excuse for wireless!)

BTW - CB gave me a whole bunch fo cat cabling for ethernet, with the only thing being "use what you need and return it." I really do love him *grins* I paid for dinner, it was my choice after all, and I owed him for the cabling.

Off to drag myself to bed and continue to watch an Osborne marathon on MTV. I have a gabillion channels and this is what I choose to watch,

Also - downloading, EXCELLENT!!!! *grins*