Outlet

…tumblarity keeps falling.  So, fuck it.  I have nothing to lose.  Hey all, welcome to the  inebriated Wednesday evening edition, where I have issues typing, don’t have to work tomorrow, and don’t care what is said.  I need to follow more people who are in my demographic, who give a shit what is going on in my world (not the real world, because, blech ) and people who will help me advance as a person, and possibly want to come and do the fucking dishes, because they are taking over the entire counter and…   Alright.   So, this blog that you are currently perusing (good word, I know) was constructed mainly out of boredom and weed.  Yes, yes, I know.  I currently lead an extremely boring and mundane lifestyle.  You should care about this because I am capable of more, much more, but frankly don’t have the time. Like right now.  I am trying to watch the dvd rip of Transformers 2 which is not really worth my time, but needs to get off my HDD one way or the other.  Also, an extremely attractive nurse came into my shop today, and I attempted to help her with her ‘93 maxda (cannot use the tsed key, fack)  So, that was good.

When you dance, you must count. Dance notation is broken up into five components based on one measure of 4/4 music. When you see or hear the count “1 2 3 4,” it indicates that four steps are done on four counts/beats. This is the quarter-note or single-time count. When you see or hear “1 and 2 and 3 and 4,” that is the eight- note couplet count; the dancer is doing two steps on one beat of music. When you see or hear the count of “1 and a 2 and a 3 and a 4 and a … ,” that is the eighth-note triplet count; the dancer is making three taps/sounds per beat. In the sixteenth or quadruple count (“1 e and a 2 e and a 3 e and a 4 e and a…”), the dancer is making five taps/sounds per beat. There are four beats in one bar of 4/4 music. Double time would mean that there are eight beats played in that time frame. In dance notation, that would be counted as “1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and …” In the sixteenth or quadruple count (“1 e and a 2 e and a 3 e and a 4 e and a…”), the dancer is making five taps/sounds per beat.

RIM just decided to email me a tooltip…on how to use BLUETOOTH.  Just out of the blue.  How nice, because…  ZOMG, I didn’t even know I had it or what it did, I thought it was a misnomer for a cavity that had started to rot, and it’s amazing!  Did you know that you can put a little thing inside your ear and talk to people, on your cellular telephone…WITHOUT ANY WIRES?????!!!!!!!  I know, right?

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IT WORKED!

…is a very dangerous phrase when it comes to me and my computer.  Since 9:30 a.m. I have been moving things around, fixing registry entries, and following up on those pesky “it’s installed but not configured”, or “I know I’ve downloaded it, I just can’t remember which drive I used”  issues.

Things went smoothly for me for most of the day.  I can see a big difference in how things are done, now.  Thanks to Windows for not telling me that I actually needed XP Service Pack 3 to run that app, and having to google the error code to find out for myself.  Thanks again to Windows for coercing me into installing .net framework 3.5, because without that, I can’t run that other thing.  It’s all good.  I fixed it.  It’s towards the end of the (work) day, now, and as a special treat for my feisty little machine, I decided to gift it with a defragment.  I had to double check my settings when I began this little caper, as I have been sitting here watching my newfangled abacus wrestle with analyzing the hard drive in question, in preparation for the defrag.

1+hours later, for a drive that is, admittedly, I.D.E., partitioned, and does after all, contain Windows…and I am presented with the analysis.  This is not the job itself, mind you, just what the computer laboured for over an hour to produce, to tell me how much more work it needed to do.  I have other plans for this computer this evening, aside from getting baked and watching the defrag organizer-dealie do it’s thing.  I hesitate to set it on it’s task-filled way, because I don’t know when I’ll get my computer back.  You can’t go halfway on a defrag.  I’m going in, though.  My money says that 1.4 gb download that is currently running, vs me doing the dishes, vs defrag will shake out like this:  winner=download  2nd place=me/dishes, no need to mention third place.  Let’s begin…