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rinueDid not manage to sleep at all last night; just lay in bed for eight hours. Made cream of asparagus soup for lunch, but instead of cream pureed potato (which is what I almost always do instead of cream in soups. Similar mouth feel, doesn't deaden the flavor like cream sometimes does.)
My computer problems are fixed not as a result of any action by me or company IT, but because Dad got home from out of town. Without him, we would never have solved it, and this is only partly because he best understands his own network. It is nice to have a very impressive dad, but it does make one slack off a bit.
I've been doing Hanon exercizes* now that I'm back near a piano. My finger strength is coming back very quickly, because all the fibers are still there, they've just been dormant. It's reassuring and a bit weird.
Acevedo and I spent much of the day debating our own discomfort with the game Call of Duty: Black Ops. Neither of us wants to get moralizing about it, but we also have trouble regarding realistic non-strategic military FPSes as fun, even though we're fans of plenty of violent games. So we were mulling this over throughout the hours without coming to firm conclusions. We work a very similar shift and often follow each other on programming, so we are sort of like deskmates even though we work from home two timezones apart. At the end of the day, he bought me and Ciro the videogame Braid as a housewarming present.
Otherwise, Ciro bought a new wardrobe from H&M since he had reached the point of no clothes without holes in them, and on his way home got entangled in the outrush of a Justin Beiber performance. Many excited preteens in North Station.
Mom and Dad got back from Virginia, where they participated in the 90th birthday celebration of my grandmother. Critical report: the layer cake included pudding and jam filling layers and was iced with chocolate ganache over frosting. It is very strange how completely Nana's food tastes deviate from the rest of my rather large extended family's.
* Which are apparently now experiencing a backlash from teachers who sort of miss the point of why one uses them. It's like saying to a football player "I don't need you to practice push ups. I need you to practice football."
My computer problems are fixed not as a result of any action by me or company IT, but because Dad got home from out of town. Without him, we would never have solved it, and this is only partly because he best understands his own network. It is nice to have a very impressive dad, but it does make one slack off a bit.
I've been doing Hanon exercizes* now that I'm back near a piano. My finger strength is coming back very quickly, because all the fibers are still there, they've just been dormant. It's reassuring and a bit weird.
Acevedo and I spent much of the day debating our own discomfort with the game Call of Duty: Black Ops. Neither of us wants to get moralizing about it, but we also have trouble regarding realistic non-strategic military FPSes as fun, even though we're fans of plenty of violent games. So we were mulling this over throughout the hours without coming to firm conclusions. We work a very similar shift and often follow each other on programming, so we are sort of like deskmates even though we work from home two timezones apart. At the end of the day, he bought me and Ciro the videogame Braid as a housewarming present.
Otherwise, Ciro bought a new wardrobe from H&M since he had reached the point of no clothes without holes in them, and on his way home got entangled in the outrush of a Justin Beiber performance. Many excited preteens in North Station.
Mom and Dad got back from Virginia, where they participated in the 90th birthday celebration of my grandmother. Critical report: the layer cake included pudding and jam filling layers and was iced with chocolate ganache over frosting. It is very strange how completely Nana's food tastes deviate from the rest of my rather large extended family's.
* Which are apparently now experiencing a backlash from teachers who sort of miss the point of why one uses them. It's like saying to a football player "I don't need you to practice push ups. I need you to practice football."
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Date: 2010-11-30 05:40 am (UTC)Also, I have logged in 8 times today to dreamwidth.