Mm. Happy monday.
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dragonlady7Am a bit groggy after having crossed the state. It's always hard, coming home to my little house, to readjust and not to be grumpy about not being at home anymore.
Am a bit out of joint: when I pointed out to Z that today was, as I had pointed out several times last week, the final deadline to file taxes after the extension, he was in a most foul mood and snapped at me when I pointed out that he really had no more alternatives. So I went and looked it up and there's a form for yet another extension, so I printed that off and gave it to him along with an envelope with postage. He remained so angry that he left for work without saying goodbye. At least I assume he left for work; it's 9:30, I haven't seen him or the lunch I packed for him for 40 minutes, and he hasn't contacted me, but usually when he's at work he's on IM, and he's not, so I'm a small bit concerned. Not much, though; he can take care of himself, and if he's just going to yell at me over something that is patently not my fault (I did remind him several times last week. i don't know what he was hoping for), then I suppose I would rather not hear from him.
Work called me at 8 this morning, asking if I could come in early. I politely refused. I have a metric shit ton of things to do, more than I can possibly do anyway, and coming in two hours early just to lift heavy things and deal with that goddamned door is not something that really interests me. Particularly not given how tired I am.
I have been trying, as it would help my mood, to get my photos of this past weekend online, but iPhoto is killing me painfully by informing me that I do not have enough disk space to export a web page. OK, I know I have too much crap, but really: I have over 4 GB of space free on my disk. One photo album with 45 pictures does not require 4 GB.
So that hasn't really improved things much. But I'll have the photos up tonight, probably on my livejournal space; I hate that I am such a pack rat and have so much crap online that I can't fit it all, but can't bear to part with any of it. Someday I'll find a perfect place to display photos. I was considering buying a membership at flickr to overcome the monthly upload constraints that make it not suit my needs entirely, but I don't like how it never displays the photos very large, so it's not really that great either. There is no photo hosting service I really like. Livejournal's galleries are nice, except the rendering bugs in safari, but there isn't enough space; flickr's client is great but I don't like their display galleries, Snapfish's unlimited everything is great but you have to be a Snapfish member to see the galleries at all... And hosting them on my own server is nice and all but I have too much to host on my own server. So in short, I'm a hopeless pack rat with too little storage space.
Meanwhile I have enough else to do, in the garden and online and in the house and in the writing I'm itching to do but have no time, that I really don't want to go to work. But, work I must, and so, off I go to try and get something done in the interim. I am grumpy but less awful than last week. This weekend was so lovely and I wish it weren't over; I don't really have anything else to look forward to. I won't be able to go home for any of the holidays, and at the moment that is about the worst fate I can imagine. I should look for another job so I can have holidays off. But I don't really want to look... Sigh.
Eh well. I am better than I was, anyway, and I thank everyone who commented and was kind and supportive and the rest. Last week was rough.
I'll be making postcards of some of the photos I'm putting up tonight, though, so do let me know if anybody wants a postcard, probably of a cute dog. (Comment on this entry with your address. I promise I'll actually mail it.)
Last night Z asked, "When's your birthday?" I sort of boggled at him, and told him the date, and he answered, "but I don't know what day today is," so I explained what day it was. "Oh," he said. "So, two weeks. Er, minus a day."
"Two weeks minus three days, really," I pointed out.
"Oh yes."
Mmhm. It is that time again. I kept giving him other ideas of things I'd like as a birthday gift, but he seemed overwhelmed by too much talk of the topic, so I have given up. I am sure he'll do something which, if nothing else, will be sweet after all, so I really would like to stop fussing over it. Shoot, I'd better go at least water the garden and stop whining. This is quite a disorganized post...
p.s. I still wish I had stolen Fiona's kitten.
Am a bit out of joint: when I pointed out to Z that today was, as I had pointed out several times last week, the final deadline to file taxes after the extension, he was in a most foul mood and snapped at me when I pointed out that he really had no more alternatives. So I went and looked it up and there's a form for yet another extension, so I printed that off and gave it to him along with an envelope with postage. He remained so angry that he left for work without saying goodbye. At least I assume he left for work; it's 9:30, I haven't seen him or the lunch I packed for him for 40 minutes, and he hasn't contacted me, but usually when he's at work he's on IM, and he's not, so I'm a small bit concerned. Not much, though; he can take care of himself, and if he's just going to yell at me over something that is patently not my fault (I did remind him several times last week. i don't know what he was hoping for), then I suppose I would rather not hear from him.
Work called me at 8 this morning, asking if I could come in early. I politely refused. I have a metric shit ton of things to do, more than I can possibly do anyway, and coming in two hours early just to lift heavy things and deal with that goddamned door is not something that really interests me. Particularly not given how tired I am.
I have been trying, as it would help my mood, to get my photos of this past weekend online, but iPhoto is killing me painfully by informing me that I do not have enough disk space to export a web page. OK, I know I have too much crap, but really: I have over 4 GB of space free on my disk. One photo album with 45 pictures does not require 4 GB.
So that hasn't really improved things much. But I'll have the photos up tonight, probably on my livejournal space; I hate that I am such a pack rat and have so much crap online that I can't fit it all, but can't bear to part with any of it. Someday I'll find a perfect place to display photos. I was considering buying a membership at flickr to overcome the monthly upload constraints that make it not suit my needs entirely, but I don't like how it never displays the photos very large, so it's not really that great either. There is no photo hosting service I really like. Livejournal's galleries are nice, except the rendering bugs in safari, but there isn't enough space; flickr's client is great but I don't like their display galleries, Snapfish's unlimited everything is great but you have to be a Snapfish member to see the galleries at all... And hosting them on my own server is nice and all but I have too much to host on my own server. So in short, I'm a hopeless pack rat with too little storage space.
Meanwhile I have enough else to do, in the garden and online and in the house and in the writing I'm itching to do but have no time, that I really don't want to go to work. But, work I must, and so, off I go to try and get something done in the interim. I am grumpy but less awful than last week. This weekend was so lovely and I wish it weren't over; I don't really have anything else to look forward to. I won't be able to go home for any of the holidays, and at the moment that is about the worst fate I can imagine. I should look for another job so I can have holidays off. But I don't really want to look... Sigh.
Eh well. I am better than I was, anyway, and I thank everyone who commented and was kind and supportive and the rest. Last week was rough.
I'll be making postcards of some of the photos I'm putting up tonight, though, so do let me know if anybody wants a postcard, probably of a cute dog. (Comment on this entry with your address. I promise I'll actually mail it.)
Last night Z asked, "When's your birthday?" I sort of boggled at him, and told him the date, and he answered, "but I don't know what day today is," so I explained what day it was. "Oh," he said. "So, two weeks. Er, minus a day."
"Two weeks minus three days, really," I pointed out.
"Oh yes."
Mmhm. It is that time again. I kept giving him other ideas of things I'd like as a birthday gift, but he seemed overwhelmed by too much talk of the topic, so I have given up. I am sure he'll do something which, if nothing else, will be sweet after all, so I really would like to stop fussing over it. Shoot, I'd better go at least water the garden and stop whining. This is quite a disorganized post...
p.s. I still wish I had stolen Fiona's kitten.
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Date: 2005-08-16 02:01 am (UTC)Just how much do you know about a Mac? Raederle's proposed boss can't get his old-but-powerful G4 online. The modem can't 'see' it. I put my laptop on his modem, and it works; so we have eliminated the modem and the ethernet cord as possible problems. Everything necessary seems to be on the computer, but nothing ...
If you think you might be able to work with it, would you have a couple hours Tuesday or Wednesday and like to make a few bucks?
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Date: 2005-08-16 02:04 am (UTC)The problem is that the modem doesn't recognize the computer, or that the computer doesn't recognize the modem?
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Date: 2005-08-16 03:19 am (UTC)The modem doesn't know the computer is there. If you have Adelphia, you know that there is a yellow light to indicate computer activity. It doesn't light. Whether or not the computer would recognize the presence of the modem, I don't know.
Other half of his department just quit?! Is that some major natural disaster, or does 'the other half' mean one person?
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Date: 2005-08-16 11:21 am (UTC)Yeah, it was a two person department.
Hm-- no, I don't know nothin' about the yellow light. *scratches head*
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Date: 2005-08-16 11:26 pm (UTC)2. Make sure Built-In Ethernet is on the list, and that it has a green gumdrop next to it. ['Gumdrop' being a technical term, but only for us nancyboy Mac users.]
2a. If it is not on the list, you have to add it to the list. Under Show:, click Network Port Configurations, and turn on Built-in Ethernet. Click Apply Now, and your network should come online. Under Show:, click Network Status, and repeat from step 2.
2b. If it is on the list and the gumdrop is red, double-check that one end of the Ethernet cable is connected to your cable modem, and the other end is connected to your computer, and that both ends are connected to the same cable.
2c. If it is on the list and the gumdrop is yellow, your computer failed to obtain the necessary configuration information from the Internet. I would suggest shutting down both the computer and the cable modem, and turning on first the cable modem, and, after the cable modem has finished with its self-diagnostics, then the computer. Repeat from step 1. If the gumdrop is still yellow, call Adelphia Technical Support, because they're little bitches and it may be an issue that they need to resolve on their end. [This has happened to my mom. Sometimes people just go missing from their database. The upside is that sometimes they go missing from the billing database but not the technical database. The downside is that sometimes they go missing from the technical database, too.]
2d. If it is on the list and the gumdrop is green, your Internet service really should be working. Try visiting http://adelphia.net - this should give you some sort of generic starting page with news and stuff on it. Alternately, it may give you some kind of registration page, in which case you will have to call Tech Support.
- D
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Date: 2005-08-16 11:57 pm (UTC)