Randomness Therein, Contained In Bullets
• I purchased my lovely MacBook in April. I have never used the Remote. I went to remove it from the box, and it was not there. I am not sure if it was ever there, really, since I haven't used it and don't recall ever removing it. Sam thinks there is a spare one lying around at his work that I can use for a few things; after that, I will have to use AppleCare to get a new Remote. How depressing is that? Of course, once I get a new one, I predict finding the old one within fourteen days.
• I found a veterinarian to which to take the feline occupant of the household. She's up in Woodstock, but she does more holistic things and supposed to be more understanding of not vaccinating pets. I don't know that I wouldn't vaccinate an outdoor animal (I haven't had occasion to look into it one way or another), but I really see no point in injecting things into my cat that never is around other animals and never goes outside. I realize that most veterinarians aren't going to see things that way, however, so to find one that is more understanding is important.
• I bought a book on Friday night called Deer Hunting for Jesus. It's about progressives, Republicans, and the working class. I just started it and already it's saying some of things that I think really ought to be said. The title is just a bonus.
• All of my house has been decluttered excepting the office area upstairs, at this point. The library is not finished, mainly because I need to go to Ikea and get more shelves for my Billys, but it's not really in need of decluttering. This, of course, means that the case of the missing Remote is even more perplexing.
• I also went a bit nuts in the bargain books section on Friday night. In my defense, what was I supposed to do for five hours whilst I waited for the book? I did go to Johnny Rockets and get a milkshake at one point, but most places around Borders were closed by nine or so.
• My goal is to finish the office area (and the library) by Gillian's birthday party, which is on Saturday August 4. I suppose that means I ought to get to work on that, say, today.
• I have more coherent thoughts about DH coming - specifically about the mothers in HP, and about Remus. The two are not connected in any way, shape, or form. Just two different strands of thought that have come to me since Saturday.
• I really ought to take my shower now, since I have to leave the house in a bit over an hour. I'm procrastinating. Don't I get to procrastinate a bit? I've already gone on a forty-five minute walk and done a thirty-minute exercise dvd.
• I found a veterinarian to which to take the feline occupant of the household. She's up in Woodstock, but she does more holistic things and supposed to be more understanding of not vaccinating pets. I don't know that I wouldn't vaccinate an outdoor animal (I haven't had occasion to look into it one way or another), but I really see no point in injecting things into my cat that never is around other animals and never goes outside. I realize that most veterinarians aren't going to see things that way, however, so to find one that is more understanding is important.
• I bought a book on Friday night called Deer Hunting for Jesus. It's about progressives, Republicans, and the working class. I just started it and already it's saying some of things that I think really ought to be said. The title is just a bonus.
• All of my house has been decluttered excepting the office area upstairs, at this point. The library is not finished, mainly because I need to go to Ikea and get more shelves for my Billys, but it's not really in need of decluttering. This, of course, means that the case of the missing Remote is even more perplexing.
• I also went a bit nuts in the bargain books section on Friday night. In my defense, what was I supposed to do for five hours whilst I waited for the book? I did go to Johnny Rockets and get a milkshake at one point, but most places around Borders were closed by nine or so.
• My goal is to finish the office area (and the library) by Gillian's birthday party, which is on Saturday August 4. I suppose that means I ought to get to work on that, say, today.
• I have more coherent thoughts about DH coming - specifically about the mothers in HP, and about Remus. The two are not connected in any way, shape, or form. Just two different strands of thought that have come to me since Saturday.
• I really ought to take my shower now, since I have to leave the house in a bit over an hour. I'm procrastinating. Don't I get to procrastinate a bit? I've already gone on a forty-five minute walk and done a thirty-minute exercise dvd.