Can’t wake up.

I felt like I couldn’t wake up all this weekend. I kept forgetting things, feeling out of it, zoning out for periods of time. It’s like I wasn’t there for half of the weekend. A very odd feeling.

I did get the insurance quote, though the AAA office that I was informed of seemed to be closed down. I ended up calling back and finding out that yes, I could get a quote over the phone. So I did, and it was large. So, I’m waiting on a quote from GMAC insurance.

I got very, very little writing done. I didn’t go to DC. did, and got . There and back without sleeping. Purely amazing.

I DID get some Christmas shopping and personal shopping done in Oxford. I DID get acclimated to Ypsilanti a bit more. I DID notice some ads for loft apartments available in downtown Ypsi. Heh.

I am tired, and have a bit of a headache. I’m hoping that lunch (at 2:15) will help.

Horoscope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): The love song is an endangered species. Lots of modern musicians do sex songs and pain songs and rage songs, but few are inclined to craft tunes in which they declare their passionate affection and describe it in all its nuanced uniqueness. As a result, Taurus, you will most likely be out of sync with the tenor of the times in 2004. Your heart will be stirred as it hasn’t been in many moons. Even if you’re not a professional vocalist, you may often feel longings to express your lush emotions in song. If I were going to get you a holiday gift, it would be a compilation CD filled with the greatest love songs of the last sixty years.

Let my fingers do the walking…

I need to call AAA on my lunch break today about insurance coverage for my car. They might be able to give me a cheaper rate.

I think I’m going to write up a Steven piece today.

I would go to Subway way more often for lunch if the guy behind the counter didn’t creep me out so badly.

Despite all bitter tech-support logic, I really hate it when I accidentally disconnect a customer when I’m attempting to transfer them.

Washington DC tomorrow! I sense a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of politicians cried out at once…

Repair, repair, repair, repair!

So, I have this idea…

  • I’ve got an old AT power supply that’s in a case that’s wonderfully painted silver and be-stickered, including a Decepticon logo on the front.
  • I’d need a motherboard that was old enough to deal with AT, but new enough to have AGP. I’m thinking the high end of the old AT mobos.
  • I’d need enough of a hard drive to handle WinXP.
  • I’d need a mid to high end sound card.
  • I’d need a set of speakers that had a subwoofer and several satellites that could be mounted to wall corners.
  • I’d need a standard NIC.
  • I’d need an assload of memory and video memory to handle XP on that old mobo, as well as iTunes’ little visualization niftyness.
  • I’d need a touch screen monitor that I could mount to the wall at around shoulder level, maybe a bit higher.

What would I have? SOUNDWAVE.

This can be done.

POSTY POSTY POSTYPOSTYPOSTYPOSTYPOSTYPOSTYPOSTYPOSTY

Hyperactivity breeds in boredom.

Unfortunately, inspiration doesn’t seem to. I’ve been trying to write a Steven entry all day, and nothing’s presenting itself. Maybe I should just start writing random words and go from there.

If only I could work on my novel between calls without fear of Comcast attempting to claim ownership. *sigh* I’d probably be nearly done by now.

I have a feeling that I’m going to break out into Christmas songs soon. I need to find my damn Santa hat.

It’s mine, , I bought it from you. ;) You can’t have it back.

I am now out of stamps. Maybe I should stop by the Lansing post office tonight and get some holiday ones out of the machine. DOLLAR COINS!! WOOHOO!!!

Yeah. Bored. I think I’m taking more calls now that I’m trying to slow down. *snicker*