I’m lazy.
That’s it, that’s the whole problem.
That’s my main problem with remodelling too.
The trim needs prepping and painting…or there’s this laptop here that needs me to read 360,000 articles on the internet.
Well…someone’s got to read them.
*sits*
Well SOMEONE has to read those articles!
Also play silly flash games like 2048 and Threes. If not us, WHO? :P
It is our MISSION!
I’m lazy.
That’s it, that’s the whole problem.
That’s my main problem with remodelling too.
The trim needs prepping and painting…or there’s this laptop here that needs me to read 360,000 articles on the internet.
Well…someone’s got to read them.
*sits*
Reblog this if you remember The Great Strikethrough of 2007
we’re old, guys.
What about those of us who remember the great …
I’m still on there… although now it’s very confusing.
Because my main blog posts are cross-posted from the blog to tumblr and to LJ (at least in theory, the plugin has worked once so far). And then my tumblr posts are cross-posted back to my blog.
And err. Yea.
And Reblogging is no way to have a conversation. Incidentally, get off my lawn, and I remember when this was all fields.
Bloody young people.
;)
Not, oddly, one of those days where you wonder about whether your continued existence on the planet will ever produce anything tangible and worthwhile, or whether you are instead doomed to spend the entirety of the rest of your life looking at cat pictures on the internet*.
No, one of those super productive days.
I’m wondering if I need to write myself a to-do list for every day when I’m not working because the effect was astonishing.
On my list was the following:
– Clean some house
– Practice Guitar
– Practice Piano
– Order power supply connector
– Bottle cider
– Garden
- ?Print sepsis card
And apart from the sepsis card all of it got done and some other bits and bobs. Also I listened to lots of music, which is a bonus.
I actually managed to spend a good hour practicing music, which is astonishing to me. I have absolutely no commitment to these things, have never been a big one for practicing (or studying) so for me to hit a point where I was actually keeping playing because I damn well wanted to get the piece of music to sound at least roughly right was pretty pleasing.
Also I had a sudden understanding of how awful it must have been for my piano (or paino, which seems a strangely apt typo) to have listened to my terrible, terrible, timing.
* Which for various personal/health reasons was how I spent most of yesterday. Well, not cat-pictures per-se, but they might as well have been.
One of those days was originally published on Mostly lemon based
So I bought a new switch for the server room* to replace my known-to-be flaky 10/100 hub** and to add a port for the soon to be arriving WiFi network extender***. Having spent ages flicking through I suddenly found what I thought was an awesome deal on a gigabit switch. Not, I assumed good quality or anything. But cheap and given our house is floodwired with alledged Cat5 cable**** I reckoned ‘good enough’.
It arrived a couple of days ago and there on the box was ‘10 / 100 Switch’.
So that’s why it was such a cheap gigabit switch, because it’s not. It’s 100 base T which is what I used to run when I was a network admin.
Poo.
Still, it’ll do for now.
* Utility cupboard / larder.
** Mainly because I still can’t find it.
*** So we can sit out in the evenings on the deck next to the chiminea drinking wine and browsing t’web.
**** I actually suspect it of being made of the very cheapest scrap metal extruded by spiders.
I spent my (Birth)day cutting some timber out of the deck and replacing it with a tiled section. No one can ever claim I don’t know how to live…
…the point of this delightful outdoor activity was that at the end of it we’ve a place to put our chiminea, which means that should I feel in the mood in the next few days I can sit out on the deck, wine in one hand, book in another, and stay reasonably warm in the evening. I hope.
So we sometimes look at Astoria, as a “let’s look and see what’s there” – we were particularly delighted with this one.
There’s just one thing about it.
Do not enter the house.
That’s not sinister at all.
what if the coins you find randomly at the bottom of drawers and in between couch cushions are actually from spiders trying to pay rent
Not, oddly, one of those days where you wonder about whether your continued existence on the planet will ever produce anything tangible and worthwhile, or whether you are instead doomed to spend the entirety of the rest of your life looking at cat pictures on the internet*.
No, today was one of those super productive days.
I’m wondering if I need to write myself a to-do list for every day when I’m not working because the effect was astonishing.
On my list was the following:
– Clean some house
– Practice Guitar
– Practice Piano
– Order power supply connector
– Bottle cider
– Garden
– ?Print sepsis card
And apart from the sepsis card all of it got done and some other bits and bobs. Also I listened to lots of music, which is a bonus.
Note to self: When making a label to distinguish the home made cider from the home made apple juice, do not simply change the word cider for juice and not think any further about it.
Particularly when you’ve decided your home-made apple cider is called “St Anne’s Feeder Canal Cider”.
The end result sounds slightly unpalatable.