o/` Something Corporate – Konstantine o/`
WallaceAndGromit.net officially got it’s 600th hit friday night, YAY!
I didn’t get a chance to post yesterday… just being lazy I guess… Friday Myk stayed home from work of course ’cause of the snow. We had a nice relaxing (lazy!) day. My father called around 4:30, we only spoke for a few minutes since there is only one phone at the rehab clinic and so he needs to share it with like 30 other people, but most of the conversation was about how my life is going. My father, 50 years old, in rehab for alcoholism, divorced, a shame to his parents… I love him but he has absolutely no right to judge me. The first three questions when I answer the phone? “Do you have a job yet?” “Are you going to school?” “What do you do all day?” *PL2 answers* Dad replies, “Aw, well that’s ashame, the longer you spend without a job the worse it’ll be for you to get one in the future you know… it’s hard to get far in this world without college… blah blah blah…!” I am so fucking sick of it. I am happy, I am healthy, I am financially secure, which is more than he was for most of his life. Sure, a guy takes care of me, but it’s not like I’m eating cookies and watching soap operas all day! It’s not like I am making absolutely no intellectual progress just because I don’t have a job. I am learning a great deal, why should I feel the need to justify that to him? It’s not fair! I understand that he is disappointed that his eldest daughter with the “most potential” is not running out into the world and building a sucessful career, but there is a point where his love for me should counter this disappointment! Does he think I am completely unaware of these things he tells me? I’m not stupid. Does he think that voicing this disappointment will help me? It only pushes me away further. I steered the conversation away from that, and he told me about a book he had just finished reading that he enjoyed, Swan Song, it sounds pretty interesting, I put it on my bn.com wishlist, maybe I’ll pick it up next time I am shopping for books.
After the phone call with my dad I was feeling reasonably depressed. Came into the computer room and just hugged Myk and told him. I just sighed and sat at my computer to watch the last episode of “The Office” that I had to cheer me up. It was funny, I felt a bit better after that, I shouldn’t let what my father says get to me, he really is just trying to help… I am sure he doesnt realize how much it hurts.
Later that evening we ordered in Indian food, and against our better judgement bought a case of beer as well, YAY! The indian food was excellent like usual, beer was great. Myk also rented the first two DVDs of Six Feet Under (HBO series, season 1.. just released). I had never seen any episodes before since I haven’t had HBO in *years* but I was pleasantly surprised. We sat there drinking beer (polished off half a case!) for 7 hours watching both dvds. Made me really want to buy it, since it was only a 2 night rental and so we wouldnt have time to watch the extras and commentaries, which I’d really like to see sometime. It was about 2 am when that was finally over, I was pretty trashed… wandered to bed *ZzzZzz* It was a good night.
Not terribly surprising I woke up with a hangover the next morning, not drinking enough water before I went to bed *oops* .. it was ok though, I can’t complain, it’s my fault… and at least it was just a headache I havent gotten sick to my stomach from a hangover in months. I chatted a little yesterday, then read… for some reason I was exhausted, maybe my sleep wasnt as restful as I thought? I fell asleep twice yesterday afternoon while reading! I took a bath and then went out to blockbuster to get another 3 eps of Six Feet Under (and bought a box of whoppers, yay for hangover munchies)… came home and I was still tired! Bah… made chicken and
stuffing for dinner and we watched the movie. I really wasn’t in the mood for drinking, Myk was tho, it was fun. The DVD ended around 8:30, at a cliff-hanger, after cursing myself for not getting the next dvd I got dressed (i was in my pjs by then) and went back out to get it, heehee. So I got home around 9 and we watched the last DVD of the season. Good stuff! I definately recommend it to anyone, I had watched OZ before (another hbo series)… and it was awsome, never seen The Sopranos, but I am sure that show is quite good too… I imagine these series’ are the only thing saving HBO, and they do an excellent job. Anyway, we went to bed a little after midnight. It was a great night.
Ah so it’s Sunday morning *looks at the clock* ok, afternoon %)
My mplayer install apparently didn’t go as flawless as I had hoped. I went to apt-get install imagemagick, and that’s fine, I go through with the install like normal… then a window pops up asking me about my mplayer config?! GAH! Paranoid I cancel the install and wonder what the heck was going on. MPlayer was working fine, what did I need to configure now? Maybe it was having trouble because I didn’t install the old mplayer from apt? I had never encountered anything like this. So I decided to grab the howto that I made up and try to figure out what happened, no help. I try to apt-get install xchat this time (i use irssi, but xchat is cool to have for testing things sometimes), same problem… and I notice that the mplayer version it is configuring for is the correct one on my system, so that was comforting. I went through the two option config (only one question really, about video output), I sorta guessed, assumed I could get back to it later if I fucked it up. And now everything works fine. I apt-get installed imagemagick and it worked… I have so much to learn still! Like why didn’t that config screen come up when I first installed the mplayer deb package? Why did it wait to scare me into thinking I had broken my system? Hehe.
Anyway, I have stuff to do today.. *wanders off*