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So the computer went to the shop today and the Mac Guy doesn't come in until Monday. They don't even have a full-time in-house Mac Guy. I wish we coulda gone Tekserve this time but since Apple's paying for it they get to decide where it goes.

I'd better get that computer back soon. Its loss is making me crazy.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:30 PM | shower me with attention

Guess what time of year it is: ...stoop and feel it
stop and hear it...

Balance this equation: The ritual listening to of that song from The Secret Garden + drive up to Bear Mountain + no jacket = ???

I fell asleep on the drive back and when I woke up we were in a strange driveway. We went into a house which turned out to belong to some beloved former employers of the Huggy Thuggy and there we stayed in the foyer the whole time playing with the most lovable golden retriever I've ever met. Who wouldn't let me stand up because there was too much love to be given and had.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:22 PM | shower me with attention

We went to see a band called Television, who were, according to my History of Rock professor, well-known proto-punk CBGB regulars way back in the when. I enjoyed their music, which was heavily instrumental and surprisingly accessible*, although they tended to milk out the finales to hilarious lengths.

After, we wandered in the growing chill, found a place to eat cheese of the goat and bleu variety, and returned on the PATH. Kitana did not throw up this time, as we were not full of liquor this time. There was a frightening moment when we were followed by a group of rowdy guys on the way to the car, who shouted disturbing and threatening taunts at us to the point where I was actually reaching into my knitting bag for needles or scissors, anything sharp and dangerous. We made it home safely and discussed scary things like men who make women feel like prey.

At home, she fell asleep on the couch while she introduced me to the magic of Bollywood!

*I seem overuse this word when describing new music, only because I normally find it so difficult to access anything.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:22 AM | shower me with attention

Friday, March 26, 2004

Happy birthday, my kittoons! You're 1 today! (You came to live with us 10.5 months ago!)

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:49 AM | shower me with attention

Did you ever discover that you've been making a weird face in the midst of still making it?

I've been pursing my lips the whole time I was flipping through the digital cable menu.

Do I always purse my lips whilst channel-surfing?

Computer goes into the shop on Saturday.

I got a B+ on the paper I wrote while drunk. Perhaps I'll revise it for next week's assignment.

I really like the movie The Anniversary Party, but I don't know why. It doesn't seem particularly likable. But I like it. Maybe because of the degree of separation. How stupid.

The only role I've ever really liked Carol Burnett in is Miss Hannigan.

Lower back pain today. No explanation. Knee as well. Always on the right side. The joints on the right side of my body are unhappy. The right side of my body is so queer. Eye is weaker. Joints ache. Cup size is larger. Foot is bigger. All the grey hairs on my head grow on that side. Everything that's weird about me is weird about the right side. I wonder if my half a wit lives there, too.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:45 AM | shower me with attention

Thursday, March 25, 2004

This movie will be filming around my neighbourhood for the next month. No exciting celebrities (to me, anyway); John C. Reilly is the best of the bunch, but not particularly stalkable. Still, they'll be creating a lot of fake rain, some of it in front of my old junior high, so that should be fun.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:58 PM | shower me with attention

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

Good news: I managed to back up my files today before the iBook crapped out! Woo! No music or apps, but I saved the important stuff, like old pictures of Dave Foley that I have online anyway. Hahaha.

Bad news: Slept through Satire today. It's okay. We were slated to watch Wag the Dog. I've seen it.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:39 PM | shower me with attention

THIS is encouraging. I got my 14" ibook in August 2002. I THINK that it's covered under this program.

Please please. Need my computer.

Addendum: For which computers is the iBook Logic Board Repair Extension Program available?
The program is available for iBooks with serial numbers in the following range(s):

UV220XXXXXX to UV318XXXXXX

Yup. That's me!

Calling AppleCare.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:51 AM | shower me with attention

Evil vertical lines on my iBook screen. Craps out again and again. This is new. After searching online for answers (on sis's computer-- sorry, Kirsten), the verdict seems to be bad logic board. Which would explain the computer's clock resetting, and maybe the spazzy airport stuff as well.

So I have no working computer, hurrah. I hope Kirsten is more generous with hers than I was with mine when hers was broken. Hoist on my own petard? (I'd rather be hoist on my own Picard, but someone pointed out to me the other day that this is very dirty.)

And just as I was backing up a year's worth of files, too. So maybe I'll lose those in the process of getting the logic board replaced. If that ever happens. Who knows. I don't even know what a logic board is. And my unemployment ran out this week.

It gets better and better, dunnit?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:47 AM | shower me with attention

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

~~The passive voice is killing me.~~ I am being killed by the passive voice.

Fucking Latin.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:45 PM | shower me with attention

Have you heard TMBG's cover of "The Main Street Electrical Parade Theme Song"?

It's... really something. Really, really something. I can't stop smiling.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:46 AM | shower me with attention

I think "Miracle of Miracles" is the best song in Fiddler.

I'm not too into Fiddler. But that's a good song.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:41 AM | shower me with attention

Took ridiculous Satire midterm today. (Ridiculous on many levels. Never ask me to relate Derrida to The Onion again.) Then went to see God perform at Luna Lounge. Once again he compared Della Reese to a mudslide. That will never not make me laugh. He was also amazed that Kit moved to New York. Don't encourage her homesickness, Scott.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:47 AM | shower me with attention

Monday, March 22, 2004

It's just dawned on me what "Stinka" stands for. It means "Stupid Inca". I'm writing a song:

Stupid Inca's got a death wish,
Stupid Inca's got a death wish,
Stupid Inca's got a death wish,
Why else would he tip a glass of seltzer
onto a live power strip?

I've got to work out the meter a little bit.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:00 AM | shower me with attention

Sunday, March 21, 2004

I was sleepy for like five minutes earlier but it went away.

Last night I was sleepy early (before 2!) and I actually fell asleep and slept and woke up in the morningtime. It was so good.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:31 AM | shower me with attention