Good Morning

All right. I have a hot cup of tea, and three more pages to write on Coleridge. And about six hours to do it in. I think I'm doing all right (I mean, I got six hours of sleep. Some really, really weird dreams involving literal interpretation of New Pornographers songs, however that works, but sleep nonetheless. Oh, and there was something about running away from some supernatural thing on the Midway. Hmm. Probably had something to do with our dream-gnome. See, I've been suspicious that we've got a dream-something, since I've had that weird uber-real character-type problem in mine, but it didn't have a name until last night when I went into my bedroom to grab my pajamas. My roomie rolled over, half-sat up, and said "... Can we have a gnome?" Taking this for dream talk, I said something like "Oh, sure, if you want one." Then she laid back down and said grumpily "No, we have a gnome. It asked me something."

So... dream-gnome. I'm on to you. Now that I've been warned, I know what to look for.

Hmm... I suppose I could close the parentheses I started like, ten lines ago now.) There.

As odd as it is... this is probably a good sign I'm awake. Good. I think I can get back to work on this paper now. Let's hope a 54-line poem with a slightly-shorter introduction can actually get me five pages worth of essay, because I certainly can't change topics now. (I know I've got at least four pages... and it won't be the first time I've had to pad a paper like this. I am doing mental jumping jacks to get ready for this. Whoosh!)

[Edit] Also... there are no words for how much I miss having my laptop. Ones that aren't mine just aren't the same. I can't even waste time the same way, because I don't have my old programs. And the network sucks this morning, which is only making things worse. Oh, and the keys on this one so aren't full-sized. And the ctrl key is in a totally awkward spot, to say nothing of the delete key, which isn't even where human fingers could reach. And who on earth stuck the headphone jack in the back of the computer? Why is this whole thing a giant box. It's got to be the most uncomfortable laptop I've ever had to rest my hands on. Oh, and it randomly restarted twice yesterday, and I was terrified both times that it'd lost my Civ paper. And ctrl-alt-delete somehow doesn't bring up the task manager. At least I could tell what was going on with my laptop when it was tetchy.

Me? Complain about random, inconsequential things while writing papers? Nah.

... something smells like fish. Good, cooked and breaded fish. It's making me hungry. Darnit, it's probably coming from our phantom-cabbage vent. ... but who on Earth would be up at 9 in the morning making fish? And why won't they come downstairs and share? Unless it's that gnome...

[Edit the Second] All right, you evil, evil paper. I need another three-quarters of a page. I don't care if you don't think there's anything else I can write in you, you need to be done, and you need to be done before I finish listening to the Tain, because that gives me 18 minutes and then I'll have an hour and a half to finish my outline for Bio/Cultural Evolution. And possibly not die. Not dying would be awesome. Freaking papers.

[Edit the Third] Win! All I need's a conclusion... and it'll go onto the sixth page unless I only write a line of conclusion. ... Of course, I'm going to work on the Bio thing now before I do that because omg... excuse to stop sitting in front of the computer. Ahhh.

I am so taking a nap when I get home tonight. Or something. Or maybe reading. Or writing something I want to write. After I sleep. Mmm, at least class today is basically just for turning things in.

[Edit the Fourth] Ahhhh. I can't look at this stuff anymore. I wonder if I can get away with showing up to class for only a few minutes, then coming back here and sleeping some more. Ahhhh. Too many words!!!

Ellipses...

Er... so. You know that theory I had about a fan problem with my computer?

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I hate tech support.

I love the guys who actually fix things.

Even though it really has nothing to do with them that my hard drive is fine. Or at least they haven't found anything wrong with it that wasn't on my longer List of Problems. In fact, the guy I talked to blamed it on the fan. Noise? Fan. Vibrations and general nastiness? Fan. Slowness? Overheating from fan and (this is my own speculation) the fact that having a screwed up fan Messes Other Things Up.

I feel somewhat vindicated.


I knew it wasn't the hard drive once the noise quieted down. I knew that was a fan noise. Goshdarnit, tech support, why don't you believe girls?!

Aaand even if these guys run their final tests tomorrow and find something wrong with the hard drive... well, it'll get fixed. HOWEVER, if I get my computer back and the hard drive dies... I will not be a happy girl at all. Really, at this point, as long as I get my computer back in working order, I will be happy.

But I am optimistic. Especially now. Because omg I'm not going to have to recreate my computer from what I managed to back up. This is the best news ever. Is it bad that most of what I'm really happy about, aside from not having to redo all my settings, is the fact that I'm not going to lose all of the song stats from my iPod? And all the tiny things that bothered me will be fixed! And maybe they'll figure out where part of my RAM went when they do the rest of their tests. (The guy on the phone? So much friendlier than those tech support people. Not sure if I trust friendly to be certain there wasn't a problem with my hard drive... but I will happily accept that there might not be.)

Oh, and I'm done with my papers until nearly finals week. That's also awesome news.