o/` I’m Deranged – David Bowie (Lost Highway Soundtrack) o/`
Subject: [PLUG] monitor for sale
To: plug@lists.phillylinux.org
I have a Sony 420GS monitor for sale. It’s a 19″ trinitron in
very good condition, that sits on a server rack, off most of the
time. It has a tilt and swivel base, power saving auto-sleep,
and a front video jack for easy connection to a laptop.
I’m selling because a 15″ monitor is fine for the server rack;
the 19″ will be better on somebody’s desk.
Pickup is in Center City, at buyer’s convenience, and I am asking
$75, or best offer.
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This was posted to the plug list yesterday afternoon. Didn’t take Myk long to email the guy and say we were interested.
Yeah, so that rocks, I love my new monitor! I’ve never had one that’s this big before %)
I dicovered `dict` recently. It’s a command line dictionary program, you just type `dict word` and it’ll look up the word you want by querying a (or several) dictd servers… you can set up which servers you want it to use in /etc/dict.conf (by default it uses dict.org … which is fine as long as you have nice net access). Anyway, it’s really really great. Previously I was going online all the time to website dictionary site for definitions or, more often, spelling.. since most give suggestions for spelling, just like dict does! Of course now my .bash_history will show all the words I can’t spell ;) hehe.
I got my books from barnes and noble yesterday, woo! It’s funny how inconsitant their packaging is, and delivery. This time it was USPS Delivery, which is pretty normal, but a confirm was requested (but not needed apparently, the box saif “carrier leave if no response” … well, the asshat that my mailman is didnt even knock, he just circled the “no response” thing and left it on my doorstep. How do I know he didn’t knock? During the 2 hour time period that it could have been dropped off, I was at my desk, with is about 6 feet from the front door. The mailman won’t pick up mail either, what is with all these people who don’t feel like doing their jobs lately? *sigh*
I took a 2 mile walk yesterday, it was nice… the weather was beautiful, about 68 degrees and sunny. While on my walk I got to thinking about logging all my exercising activity. I don’t have a scale in the apartment to check my weight often, but that’s ok, since the point of starting to get more exercise is not to lose more weight (i am not sure that’s possible), but to get into shape. So then I thought, maybe I should keep track of what I eat too, yeah, and put it in a database and put
it on my website and…!!! Then I realized I was going too far %D Yeah, if I go as far as logging all my exercise and food habits, AND putting them in a database to display on my webpage, then I have far too much free time. I will keep it simple, exercise logged in a database.
We went out to the mall yesterday right after Myk got home from work. He needed some new nice pants to wear for interviews, or while having meetings/appointments with higher level people in the company. And I was dressed in some big shorts (they used to be Myk’s), a Star Wars T-Shirt, and my sneakers with the Rainbow Brite shoelaces… ’cause we didn’t really plan to go to the mall when we left home, we were just going to drop some old clothes off at the Salvation Army. We must have looked very silly together. Me looking like a ragamuffin, and Myk still dressed in his nice work clothes. So we’re walking through Strawbridge’s and I started feeling really bad about how I looked… thinking about how I shouldnt even “run out” anywhere without looking nice. Then I stopped myself. Why did I feel this way? Is it some need to continue to impress Myk, to show him I’m growing out of looking like a ‘kid’? Why should I grow out of that before I’m comfortable to? Well I shouldn’t! He is dating a 21 year old *geek* … my lack of care when it comes to clothes is part of the bargin, and my nickname has always been PrincessLeia2, he’s HAD to expect the star wars shirts. So if/when I do decide I want to wear more “adult” clothes for all outings (i am not so silly as to go to a nice dinner in a t-shirt), it will be fully my decision.
I got some spam in the real mail yesterday, it was for a cleaning company, and their “line” was “Life’s too short to clean your own house” … now I understand what they are getting at, I completely understand the point of saying that, but wouldnt that offend people? It surely offended me. I guess I sorta read it as “life’s too short to clean YOUR OWN house” … *shrugs* I think anyone with an attitude like that would already have someone cleaning their house for them %)
I have been thinking for some time now… just kept forgetting to write about it… I would probably be an alcoholic if I was single. Maybe it’s just the past two months of relative dryness (over 2 months since I’ve had enough to drink to get drunk) that’s causing these cravings. But I just want to DRINK! I watch Fraiser, and if you notice, on that show they drink all the time… I keep wanting to be like that. It’s interesting to watch this happen to myself. It’s like all the things everyone said about my father’s alcoholism, and all the addictions that run in my family, and how it might be passed on to me are true. Luckily I notice this, and although it might be a lifelong battle (oh I hope not), I won’t slip into the trap of alcoholism! It’s especially amusing because I’m not depressed, I’m not having trouble, I’m not anxious… things have been going great, I just like to drink… I guess I have to be glad I have Myk to keep me in check.
I have anxiety issues. Not just shyness, but serious issues with anxiety, and I honestly think I should look into seeing a doctor about it. It’s funny, I don’t notice it when I am at home, or just spending time with Myk, online with friends, but as soon as I get into a social situation where I feel the need to impress, or into a work situation where I feel I need to do something that might be above my ability I tend to freak out. I have to constantly rationalize everything so that I don’t blow all my troubles out of proportion… and it’s scary. Sleepless nights because of worrying, being overly nervous, those things arent cool at all, and I am sure they chop years off of my life expectancy, since it’s so physically taxing to feel this way. It sucks, I wish I could just be a normal functioning person in society instead of being so fucked up all the time.
On that note I am going to take a walk, it’s only about 50 (F) degrees out, but that’s fine %) *wanders off to take a walk*


