Ookings of d00m

Since I've usually got something going on Friday night, I've been trying to do my Friday scheduled workout on my lunch hour. With work as busy as it is, what's been happening instead is that I end up eating lunch at my desk and not getting a lunch break at all, and not getting to the gym. This is not good.

I think I may have to start having my Friday nights start later than 4pm... I just don't know how else to manufacture the time.

:(

I am officially sick and tired of being sick and tired. I only seem to have enough juice to make it through 50-60% of a day at this point. I have little brain, and have become extremely flakey, missing phone calls and e-mails as I wander about in a daze.

Even with the e-mail from my mother, and a reminder from my phone and e-mail, I mamaged to not call my brother to wish him a happy birthday yesterday. I am the worst non-abusive family person evar.

( To doom list )

Did not get all the ingredients I need to make chili for camping. Could not find camp soap. Too hot to breathe. Giving up, going to go die and sleep now. Tomorrow will be insane.

I appear to be sick. :( There will be a lunch time trek to hunt the wild dayquil. I am hoping my strategy of beating colds to death at the gym will work again. I am just sick enough to be whiny, but still go to work.

Back from Kingston.

Back much worse - off to take more robaxacet. WTF.

Many comic books to read. Also, scotch.

I had this plan. Since I was taking yesterday off, and the car needed to go in for maintenance, I would combine the two to minimize inconvenience. After some am/pm confusion, I got things worked out for an appointment. I dropped the carr off Monday night, discovering as I did so that the service centre no longer stays open until 9, but rather closes at 6, so I was on my own to get home. Fine, I had a token and got on the bus.

At 4pm yesterday, they call me, and tell me that nothing has been done to the car due to a power failure in the morning, but they'll get to it early Wednesday.

At 5, another guy calls, with no knowledge of the first guy's call. Says Wednesday is pretty full, and the first guy didn't put in an appointment. How's Thursday sound? I can drop my car off Wednesday night, and they can arrange a loaner...

But my car was already there, and I was already on my way to meet neeuqdrazil, and wouldn't be able to get there before they closed. Guy #2 said they'd look at it Wednesday.

So, today I woke up at 5:10 am, got out of the house by 6:30, caught the 7am shuttle to work, got in at 7:30. I'll have to rush my workout through at lunch time, and eat at my desk. Then, at 4 I will catch the shuttle back to TO, then TTC it out to the dealership, and hope that a) I can make it by 6, and b) it's actually done. If it isn't ready I'm going to go anyway and demand a loaner, because seriously, this is a big PITA. I'm expecting I'll end up at home around 7-ish, mkaing it more than 12 hours away from home. I am *not* doing this again tomorrow.

Last time I had to go three times just to get a frikken oil change. I'm starting to think they just don't want business. I go to the dealer because I'm lazy and don't have any idea what exactly I should be doing to my car on a regualr basis, but this is getting ridiculous.

For a couple days now I've been tired, cranky and moody. At this point I mostly want to crawl off and hide somewhere for a few days. Fortunately, Zil's cousin is getting married, so we're off to the middle of nowhere with a stop along the way in Kingston for free laundry. If you're waiting on a reply to something from me, and I haven't sent it, I apologise, but you probably won't get anything until next week. When I will hopefully be less cranky.

About 5 minutes after I made my last whiny post, I tripped and bashed the hell out of my left hand, hard enough that I can still feel the force of the impact in my shoulder. My two middle fingers are swollen, but not broken.

iPod making grinding noises and a funny smell. Definitely dead.

Today is fired.

So, since everything seems to be going to hell; just Three. Good. Things.

1. Yummy Korean BBQ with the family


2. New case for my phone that seem much sturdier than the one actually made for it.


3. The kilt fits, even if it was too cold to wear it today.

In the ongoing saga of my computer running too hot - I had planned today to go out and finally get the goo to hopefully fix the CPU overheating issue. Apparently, I waited slightly too long - when I got home last night, after a 12 hour day at work, my computer would not boot. Everything appears to have power, but I'm not even getting a beep or a BIOS display. This suggests to me that my CPU fried some time Thursday night. If I'm lucky, everything else is still ok. Now I must figure out how to get the COU off of the motherboard, and go down to Canada Computers and ask them "what can I get that fits the same slot as one of these?". When I pulled the CPU fan off, the heatsink was clogged with dust, which was not, I suspect, helping matters.

Work is still trying to kill me, though it looks like I'll get to keep this weekend for myself. PLans of going out and trying to have an exciting night may be replaced my screwing around with various semi-fucntional computers (mine and others') while dressed up in ruffles and velvet (I'm going to dress up anyway, dammit!) and possibly drinking absinthe, if I can find any at the Summerhill LCBO.

On the plus side, life doesn't utterly suck - While my computer was dying, I was off having a Hot Date with a beautiful woman. No, life defintely does not suck.