7/25/2005 07:11:00 PM|||my moustache|||

Old, sappy posts deleted.

Something caught on fire at Mill Creek today, or at least that's the most reasonable excuse for this. There aren't many others I suppose.

Yesterday I finally made myself clean up the office. Untangled a few nests of cables (and tossed another few into the fish tank), combined three boxes into one, stood in awe of the stock of female products that various have left at my house. Six brands of shampoo, nearly each accompanied by conditioner.

Regardless. Matt brought in a computer with a dead CMOS, which was easily remedied with a trip to Kmart. The computer evidently belongs to the sister of the guy who committed suicide this weekend, thirty years after he accidentally killed his girlfriend. Accidentally meaning he knocked (punched? pushed? court records are sealed...) her onto the ground, knocking her skull against a car bumper on the way down. The dead part was the accident, not the pushing (punching, knocking), I'd wager.

Replaced the 2032, reset the clock, and booted into a linux cd.

And some insidious fuck clipped my damn VGA cable! Granted, I've snagged the occasional end off of a useful cable of unknown origin, but never a fucking pigtail. The other end is integrated into the monitor, necessitating the repair, rather than replacement, of the cable.

At least it's the state's.

What should I eat for dinner? Nikki's has hot new summer hours, but I also have a plastic-coated glacier of fish that will eventually, I believe, carve a magnificent canyon through my freezer. If I do not thaw and eat them first.

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