despatches from the front
Jun. 12th, 2005 10:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7OK, despatches from the porch actually. The back porch, no less.
Gmail notifier: Dave gave me the pre-beta release to test very mildly. First bug I discovered: wanted it to use Firefox. Set it to use Firefox. It used Mozilla. Why? Because I'm running an antique version of Firefox, and also an old Mozilla that identifies itself, retardedly, as Firefox. Not Dave's fault; Mozilla's fault. But, dave's problem, as these things so often are. Solution: Update Firefox. (The version is over a year old. Erk. Newer one better. But. Whatever.) Temporary solution: Use Safari.
Other notes: The thing is awesome. Those of you running Panther, and using Gmail, you need this thing. He'll be releasing the beta on a limited basis quite soonish and when it's up you bet your buttons I'll link to it from here. Already I am bowled over. I am living with the Cleverest Boy Ever. (And for anyone on Tiger, there are plans in the works to make it a Widget. He's got an elaborate scheme for feature requests.)
Garden: It is raining, yay. Peas are blooming. Morning glories are already sprouting. Nasturtiums, not so much. Bleh.
I planted too many morning glories. I may dig them up and stick them in pots and leave them on doorsteps. Day lilies are four feet tall in stalks but have no blooms-- look like aliens trying to take over bed of weeds.
Also, i think the lettuce is ready to eat. I am psyched: first thing I've ever grown and eaten!
Saw a baby bunny at the back fence. Ran outside to hit it with a broom so we could eat it, but it escaped. Bastard! Stay out of my garden or I keel and eet you!
Allentown Art Festival is today and I will miss it. That's shitty. I'm working 1-9. It's 11-6. Well, shitsky. I was feeling flush (or perhaps just acquisitive) and hoping maybe I could buy myself a trinket or something. (Shh. I haven't bought myself a trinket in several years.) Maybe I should give Dave the car for today, and some money, and instruct him to buy me a trinket. It's my only hope.
Had a lovely morning lying in bed and imagining someone else's story for a change, but it was exceptionally unproductive of me. I am stiff and sore from yesterday's exercise and work, which is dumb. I am dumb. I need to exercise more often so it doesn't hurt so much after I do. But I am so easily paralyzed, as I have pointed out before-- I can't do calisthenics if dave's awake because I'd be embarrassed if he saw me, and I can't go for a run if it's hot and sticky or raining because I'm a tremendous wuss. How on earth am I going to find something I can stick to if I'm such a tremendous loser? Eh well. For the moment, I am simply sore and grumpy.
Gmail notifier: Dave gave me the pre-beta release to test very mildly. First bug I discovered: wanted it to use Firefox. Set it to use Firefox. It used Mozilla. Why? Because I'm running an antique version of Firefox, and also an old Mozilla that identifies itself, retardedly, as Firefox. Not Dave's fault; Mozilla's fault. But, dave's problem, as these things so often are. Solution: Update Firefox. (The version is over a year old. Erk. Newer one better. But. Whatever.) Temporary solution: Use Safari.
Other notes: The thing is awesome. Those of you running Panther, and using Gmail, you need this thing. He'll be releasing the beta on a limited basis quite soonish and when it's up you bet your buttons I'll link to it from here. Already I am bowled over. I am living with the Cleverest Boy Ever. (And for anyone on Tiger, there are plans in the works to make it a Widget. He's got an elaborate scheme for feature requests.)
Garden: It is raining, yay. Peas are blooming. Morning glories are already sprouting. Nasturtiums, not so much. Bleh.
I planted too many morning glories. I may dig them up and stick them in pots and leave them on doorsteps. Day lilies are four feet tall in stalks but have no blooms-- look like aliens trying to take over bed of weeds.
Also, i think the lettuce is ready to eat. I am psyched: first thing I've ever grown and eaten!
Saw a baby bunny at the back fence. Ran outside to hit it with a broom so we could eat it, but it escaped. Bastard! Stay out of my garden or I keel and eet you!
Allentown Art Festival is today and I will miss it. That's shitty. I'm working 1-9. It's 11-6. Well, shitsky. I was feeling flush (or perhaps just acquisitive) and hoping maybe I could buy myself a trinket or something. (Shh. I haven't bought myself a trinket in several years.) Maybe I should give Dave the car for today, and some money, and instruct him to buy me a trinket. It's my only hope.
Had a lovely morning lying in bed and imagining someone else's story for a change, but it was exceptionally unproductive of me. I am stiff and sore from yesterday's exercise and work, which is dumb. I am dumb. I need to exercise more often so it doesn't hurt so much after I do. But I am so easily paralyzed, as I have pointed out before-- I can't do calisthenics if dave's awake because I'd be embarrassed if he saw me, and I can't go for a run if it's hot and sticky or raining because I'm a tremendous wuss. How on earth am I going to find something I can stick to if I'm such a tremendous loser? Eh well. For the moment, I am simply sore and grumpy.
