Cable modems are great, when the FUCKING WORK. As you can probably guess, mine still isn't. A tech will be coming at between 8 a.m. and 10 a.m. tomorrow. I'm glad they're able to come so quickly, but for god's sake, wouldn't it be easier if they would just FIX IT AND KEEP IT WORKING?!!? <Deep cleansing breath> Thank god of NetZero.
Now. On to the rest of my life. I'm continuing with the odd productive streak in my life, and I don't know exactly what's up with that. Hmmm. Finished cleaning out the back porch (minus the fridge, as that's more than I can lift on my own) and got rid of the Last Recepticle of Stray Cat Piss, the icky carpet remnant. Then I took one hell of a long shower. Blech.
I'm trying not to spend much, if any, money this month (saving it all for Australia next month, mate!), but it doesn't matter, because TNN had their Star Trek:The Next Generation marathon on this week. Bliss. So how's this for monster geek cred: I spent last night with episode after episode of Next Gen, two cats, a bottle of really nice Italian Chardonay and mac and cheese. What more need I ask out of life?
One of the episodes that was on last night was the one where Wesley comes back from Star Fleet Academy all pissy teenager, realizes that this isn't what he wants to do with his life, and goes off with The Traveller. Now, I've been as guilty of Wesley bashing as anyone else -- he was sort of the Ewoks of Star Trek, poor thing -- so it was kind of good to see him acting like an actual teenager. <Side note> As I recall, all the other kids on Next Gen -- Worf's Alexander, O'Brien's kid -- got to act like brats at random intervals, so you could believe they were real kids.</Side note> Wesley was just too good, and a potential messiah or something to boot. I bet Jesus and Allah got beaten up on the playground a lot, too. (Am I going to hell for saying that?)
But all that reflexive "Oops! Accident while Wesley was cleaning the photon torpedo snigger, snigger, snigger" crap is over for me, because I started reading wilwheaton.net. Have you seen it yet? Wesely may have been a little goody-goody, <Side note> Like I fucking wasn't growing up. I think part of my participating in the Wesley bashing was to separate myself from that past. Wow. Well that's one issue that won't have to come up in therapy. </Side Note> but Wil Wheaton seems pretty damn cool. Check it out, especially the bits about Trek conventions and WILLIAM FUCKING SHATNER.
I wonder if Wheaton has a copy of the infamous Shatner rendition of Rocket Man? Hmmmm. Now that would be something he should put on his site....
Now. On to the rest of my life. I'm continuing with the odd productive streak in my life, and I don't know exactly what's up with that. Hmmm. Finished cleaning out the back porch (minus the fridge, as that's more than I can lift on my own) and got rid of the Last Recepticle of Stray Cat Piss, the icky carpet remnant. Then I took one hell of a long shower. Blech.
I'm trying not to spend much, if any, money this month (saving it all for Australia next month, mate!), but it doesn't matter, because TNN had their Star Trek:The Next Generation marathon on this week. Bliss. So how's this for monster geek cred: I spent last night with episode after episode of Next Gen, two cats, a bottle of really nice Italian Chardonay and mac and cheese. What more need I ask out of life?
One of the episodes that was on last night was the one where Wesley comes back from Star Fleet Academy all pissy teenager, realizes that this isn't what he wants to do with his life, and goes off with The Traveller. Now, I've been as guilty of Wesley bashing as anyone else -- he was sort of the Ewoks of Star Trek, poor thing -- so it was kind of good to see him acting like an actual teenager. <Side note> As I recall, all the other kids on Next Gen -- Worf's Alexander, O'Brien's kid -- got to act like brats at random intervals, so you could believe they were real kids.</Side note> Wesley was just too good, and a potential messiah or something to boot. I bet Jesus and Allah got beaten up on the playground a lot, too. (Am I going to hell for saying that?)
But all that reflexive "Oops! Accident while Wesley was cleaning the photon torpedo snigger, snigger, snigger" crap is over for me, because I started reading wilwheaton.net. Have you seen it yet? Wesely may have been a little goody-goody, <Side note> Like I fucking wasn't growing up. I think part of my participating in the Wesley bashing was to separate myself from that past. Wow. Well that's one issue that won't have to come up in therapy. </Side Note> but Wil Wheaton seems pretty damn cool. Check it out, especially the bits about Trek conventions and WILLIAM FUCKING SHATNER.
I wonder if Wheaton has a copy of the infamous Shatner rendition of Rocket Man? Hmmmm. Now that would be something he should put on his site....


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