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ShinyHappy - Thoughts for January 2004
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01/30/04 The world is out to get me
I have been waiting since last summer to play Myst III Exile. I've played Myst and Riven and have been dying to play Myst III. I've actually owned a copy since the summer, but my computer couldn't handle it after all due to video card insufficiencies, so I've had it hanging around tantalizingly, teasing me with its mysterious, otherworldly pictures and PC Magazine Best of 2001 reccomendation.
So when I moved in with a man running a Mac OS X I was thrilled, as I figured it would give me the opportunity to finally play my game, and this weekend my wish was about to come true. Andrew has gone to Ottawa for a couple of days and before he left he installed it on his machine for me. The catch was that it required Mac OS 9 to work, but that was O.K. because he had that system on his machine as well. All was looking good. The game was installed and I began to explore the first disc as soon as the door closed behind Andrew, very excited to be hearing the creepy music and wandering around the arcane landscapes trying to figure out what the hell was going on. After an hour or so I figured I'd stop for a while and move to the OS X system so I could do something online.
I did that sans problem. After I was finished doing what I was doing there I thought another hour of Exile might be nice before bed, so I went to System Preferences and tried to select the system I wanted to use. Except it wouldn't let me. When Andrew had showed me how to get back to the system I needed he'd shown me from his profile and of course it worked there. It's his machine, his profile holds all the keys and magic words. My profile does not and I am not allowed to switch systems from mine, apparently. So, I am once again denied access to my beloved game.
I am feeling very bitter right now.
Oh, I'd also like to make mention of the fact that I am all kinds of happy that Keisha Castle-Hughes was nominated for an Academy award for Best Actress. Of all the movies I saw last year, her performance is the one that stands out most in my mind.
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01/29/04 Noodle soup and booze
Much enjoyment was had last night. To celebrate a special date Andrew and I went down to Pho Hung and gorged ourselves on pho and two different kinds of rolls (hot and cold) then came home and drank a bottle of wine together while reading Lane Smith books.
I love pho. I'd never tried Vietnamese food before moving to Toronto, and now I'm always begging to go. I don't know how popular we made ourselves last night as we went close to closing time and by the time we were finished our meal they'd stacked all the chairs on all the tables and were cleaning the place. We had a great time, however, and I'm already craving it again.
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01/28/04 Anti-social tendencies
So there are these fancy weblog-creating utilities and whatnot out there, but this is tailor-made to my own personal specs, right? Plus, I like doing it this way. So get off my back.
O.K., so maybe you don't care how I do this, or even what I'm writing here, but it would be nice if you cared just a little bit.
At this point in my life I'm still job-hunting and wishing I had something to do other than look for a job. I didn't expect Toronto to be balmy and warm all winter long, but this crap weather has me very apartment-bound during the day and I'm not liking that much at all. A job would force me out at least, snow or no.
I did, however, go out to do laundry today and for once there was only one other person doing laundry, rather than the usual crush of people. However, this one woman really wanted to chat with me the entire time and advise me that if I'm going to have children to get my reproductive system checked out on a regular basis because I'm approaching the geriatric age of 30. Yeah, that might be sound advice, but I wasn't soliciting advice in any way. She brought it up because she had her two year-old son at 41 and she really wanted to talk about her kids. Appearing female in all outward respects, I must have logically seemed some sort of eager audience for this type of thing, despite my early parry of childlessness.
I like the laundromat for two reasons: I buy a Coke to drink while I'm there, and I buy a trashy magazine (read Cosmo, Jane, Marie Claire, what-have-you) to look at while I'm there drinking my Coke. Two things that I indulge in because I have to do something as horrific as laundry. If I had the (har har) luxury of being able to do the laundry at home, or at least in the same building, I would not feel justified in these two purchases, but since I have to walk all the way next door to the laundromat, I treat myself. And this lady messed up my laundry experience.
And oh, yeah. Some who know me and who read the above paragraph may be protesting, "What? Coke is something you indulge in? Aren't you the chick who drinks, like, a case a day?" That was then. This is now. I do not drink a case a day. If I had Coke in the home, yeah, I'd drink it non-stop, but not having it in the home takes care of that.
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