I stayed up fixing my chappaa'i and it's about 80% done. I have until 6 pm to complete it. My shuffle ain't here yet, and imma flip out. My laptop, who has been christened Wentworth or Wenty is down to about 74% battery cuz I was an ass and didn't use the ac adapter. Gah! And what did I do? Set it up and listened to Linkin Park after finding I can't access the DVD-ROM features on my Pirates of the Caribbean dvd.
Wenty is a behemoth. Not only is he 6 lbs, his screen is frakking ridiculous. Thank you, Dell. My tv pales in comparison being 13 inches. Can you see I'm happy? I wrote one line for the novella because that damn chappaa'i needed smoothing. Pics up soon, I hope. My scanner is collecting dust on my desk (at work and home).
Yesterday, I got to see Snapril. Ended up delivering a package to her department as she was going to lunch. We hung out a bit. Monday she phoned me (finally) and we talked about what was new with everyone else (not that I care too much). Same drivel about album release parties and drinking. And they missed me. Well, I thought, does not show. But I was the same ol' Lakie making her laugh. Still angry.
She's called Snapril because 'round the time I was tricked into reading Harry Potter, her and I were camp counselors in upstate NY. Stuck together for two months in the wilderness with no great literature, I read the kids' books. The character Snape, the name was so funny (then) and it fit with her name, April. Before that I was calling her April Ann and singing the PepperAnn song. She has the typical suburban name, April Ann. That's the explanation. Completely random.