As much as I like some aspects of Firefox — tabbed browsing most notably, and a few of the extensions — I have to say that it has started to drive me nuts. It probably crashes 4 times a week (up from once or twice a week); it is the only application I run which ever, ever crashes. (And, yes, I still use IE daily. And, no, I haven’t installed anything new recently.) It uses up almost all of my system resources.
Maybe I should switch to Opera?
I started reading a book — the title looked ok, the first few pages were interesting enough, though it started to go downhill, it didn’t go downhill enough for me to stop reading it.
And then I read the author bio:
Marcie Walsh, played by Kathy Brier, has been a fan favourite since her first appearance on One Life to Live. She worked as a receptionist at the police station in One Life’s fictional town of Llanview. This is her first book.
It was cowritten by the head writer of OLtL, who does exist.
Despite wanting to be hermity, I have been oddly and unusually sociable. It’s much easier in a way: I am not tired out from having to interact with people all day at work. But it’s harder, too — I don’t meet new people (or I do but they are not in Montreal), and it’s so tempting to just stay in my pyjamas all day . . . why not, right?
This is frustrating in part because I’ve really wanted to just make a fire and read in front of it. So I can’t do that during the day — I have to work! And I can’t seem to do that at night. Tonight I was out, tomorrow I have to get someone to sign my passport stuff in the evening, Wed I have a meeting to go to, and so on and so on.
The fire, when I finally manage to set it, or the book, will inevitably disappoint. But prior to that, I will have done things.
that mere days after I cleaned up reasonably well (except for the long-overdue Washing Of The Floor), I have stuff all over (laundry, glasses of water) again?
I am late all the time. Not much late, but late.
Not that I need clues, really: I know what’s wrong, at least part of it, and I know what of it is under my control and what isn’t, and I have plans, which I may or may not be able to carry out, but still: plans. They should help, and in a way they do. I will manage to work things out: and survive or not, as I desire. (This isn’t a plan, just the knowledge that I could make a plan if I so chose: this comforts me: I am making choices.)
But I am still sleeping badly, having trouble falling asleep, staying asleep, waking in disturbing dreams.
I’ve never gone, so perhaps I misunderstand how best to do this sport.
But today I saw someone snowshoeing — wearing high-heeled boots.
I have so much to say, but no words are coming out.
Usually this then turns into a lot of words all coming out, but this time — I don’t want to talk about things because they involve other people, in some way or another. Or because I don’t know how to start thinking about them.
So, should I buy this purse? It’s on sale, 30% off. I like brown and turquoise, and I can use a new purse (possibly I am unhappy and am trying to hide it in purchasing things I can’t afford), and it’s big, but will I get sick of it really soon? I cannot decide.
Seriously. How do you not let yourself be hurt by things which were not meant to hurt? Also, how do you stop being hurt that you’re excluded from something you don’t want to be included in anyhow?
I don’t want to give examples: I have them dating back for years, anyhow, and I think most people do, probably. But I don’t really know how to respond, either to myself or to others.
My coffee maker was a free coffee maker that has performed admirably over the few years I’ve had it. But it is not very good. So I am looking to replace it. What do I replace it with? A normal coffee maker? If so, which one? An espresso maker? But I like having plain normal coffee sometimes, so I’d need both, and really, my counter space will not allow *both* an espresso maker and a coffee maker. But maybe I could keep one under the counter, where I have lots and lots of space. I have a stovetop espresso maker, though it doesn’t foam milk, and I had a coffee press, but I don’t know where it is. I can buy a milk foamer, and another coffee press. Or should I get one of those “coffee maker/espresso maker” combos.
Suggestions? Preferably with brand names and models.
Update: I’ll go with the new Bodum and frother idea for espressos for now, which helpfully saves me lots of money. I do need a normal coffee maker, preferably one with a timer so coffee awaits me in the morning. Any specific suggestions here? I’d like something that makes decent coffee whether I make 3 cups or 10-12.
My sister has now threatened to make me very miserable if I buy her a butt plug or any other sex toy for her birthday (one week before mine). She’ll be turning 13, so it’s not like I’m actually going to do that, though I recall there is a butt plug shaped pastry around in some kosher bakery (any Montrealer know what I’m talking about? I am uninterested in looking into every bakery in Mile End, and what if it is not a kosher bakery after all?), and I am planning to find that for her. But what do you think she was going to do to me — or buy or make for me — in return?