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Jun. 3rd, 2007 08:14 pmThe weekend has been spent in a productive way attending a CE on small animal dentistry. I believe I don't want to eat anything for the next three days, because the lunches and the party dinner were, well, um, lavish. I feel like a python digesting its latest catch of the week *twines fat coils around the computer chair*.
Anyways, I'm back now. Have put up a new challenge Far and Away/Keepsakes to the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
highlander100. I added another 512 MB of RAM to my computer of previously 'wewwy liddle brain' and I must say it is now RAMming mightily like a ... a... computer with 768 MB of RAM. Or a reasonable facsimile thereof. I'm presently reveling in using Firefox, Media Player and Trillian as simultaneously as humanly possible, with a slew of other stuff (*cough* EMule and...*cough*) running on the background. Mmmm, the advances of the technology. I revel in the culture of fast and right now.
In the spirit of continuing revelry and wallowing in luxury I have opened all of my new windows, which necessitates keeping an eye on a)flies and similar and b) Bantha, the youngest of cats, as the fly nets don't arrive before a week's time. So far, mostly these two problems cancel each other out - Bantha is busy catching and eating all insect life daring to enter her domain, and therefore is not trying to investigate whether a contortionist kitty could squeeze herself into the crack of the window. Though when it came to a big-ass wasp, I thought it prudent to take the matters over and capture the horrible monster (wasp, not the cat) by means of an empty pickle jar and a baby special of the weekly newspaper. The wasp objected with loud buzzing, but was evicted back into the suburban jungle.
And the Enneagram shorttest gacked from everyone says I'm ( quite predictably, a Five ). It fits with the result I mostly get, though apparently I am able to masquerade as a Seven, or sometimes as a Nine, if I'm in a suitable mood.
Anyways, I'm back now. Have put up a new challenge Far and Away/Keepsakes to the
highlander100. I added another 512 MB of RAM to my computer of previously 'wewwy liddle brain' and I must say it is now RAMming mightily like a ... a... computer with 768 MB of RAM. Or a reasonable facsimile thereof. I'm presently reveling in using Firefox, Media Player and Trillian as simultaneously as humanly possible, with a slew of other stuff (*cough* EMule and...*cough*) running on the background. Mmmm, the advances of the technology. I revel in the culture of fast and right now. In the spirit of continuing revelry and wallowing in luxury I have opened all of my new windows, which necessitates keeping an eye on a)flies and similar and b) Bantha, the youngest of cats, as the fly nets don't arrive before a week's time. So far, mostly these two problems cancel each other out - Bantha is busy catching and eating all insect life daring to enter her domain, and therefore is not trying to investigate whether a contortionist kitty could squeeze herself into the crack of the window. Though when it came to a big-ass wasp, I thought it prudent to take the matters over and capture the horrible monster (wasp, not the cat) by means of an empty pickle jar and a baby special of the weekly newspaper. The wasp objected with loud buzzing, but was evicted back into the suburban jungle.
And the Enneagram shorttest gacked from everyone says I'm ( quite predictably, a Five ). It fits with the result I mostly get, though apparently I am able to masquerade as a Seven, or sometimes as a Nine, if I'm in a suitable mood.