An early night

I’ve put in a lot of late nights lately, working on the new computer, drawing comics, and baking. We had a “fall harvest bake-off” at work today and I’m proud to say that my mini pumpkin pies won “best taste”. It made the fact that I was up until 12:30 making them because I’d ruined at least 2 batches just trying to bake the damn things a little less annoying.

Tonight I came home and ate some pizza, gave out candy, and played video games on the PS2 for the first time in weeks. It must have been relaxing because I felt my head nodding mid-battle just before 9pm.

I managed to keep my eyes open long enough to get some small chores done but now I’m going to bed.

Tomorrow starts National Novel Writing Month so i’ll be online more through November than I have been in a while because I’ll have both a novel and a comic to procrastinate over. Joy!

I Survived Leopard’s Launch

As many of you know, I’m a Mac geek. I’m also overdue for a new computer. My iBook G4 is 4 years old next month. It’s already tolerated a RAM upgrade to 1.1GB and a hard drive upgrade from 40 to 120 GB. And I’m already pushing the limits of the capacity of this drive.

Since the iBook’s feeling its age, and since I’m an incorrigible multitasker (currently running 8 apps plus the Dashboard and OS and I just walked in the door) Nighthawk and I had struck a deal at the end of last year that if I was willing to forgo a vacation we’d get a new Mac this summer.

Well, summer grew to winter because I didn’t see the point in buying a new computer without also buying the new OS that was due out. so today, being Mac OS X 10.5 Leopard’s launch, we had a plan.

Like good geeks, we were in line by 5:30 (and it was an extensive line, at least 200 people) which meant I got a new teeshirt for being one of the first 500 in the store. It was fun to be there for something big. Apple reps were prowling the lines giving out water and giving us a rundown of the process.

The really fun part was when a rep said, “If you’re here just for the OS, shift to the right when you go in the door. If you’re here to look at hardware, shift to the left.”

I whipped out my list of hardware and software needed and said, “What if I know I want to buy this list?”

The rep took a half-second glance at the list (iMac 2.8ghz, Adobe Creative Suite upgrade, AppleCare, Sims 2, Office 2004, Wacom Tablet, wireless keyboard, and wireless mouse) and said, “You come with me…”

We were then bumped about 30 people ahead to the front of the line.

Once inside, we handed our list over to two very nice gentlemen who I think were relieved to see someone who knew what they wanted without argument. They filled the list relatively quickly, and in the meantime we stood around and watched the crowd.

Considering that at 6pm we were still probably around #100 in line, the fact that we had everything I wanted (minus the Wacom tablet and the wireless mouse, both of which were out of stock) and were heading out the door by 7:10 was very very impressive.

I’m expecting the usual call from the credit card company (“Did you just spend a fortune at the mall?) any time now, but I might let Nighthawk answer it. I have one heck of a lot of setup to do so that I can start learning the new OS…. and I might want to eat dinner at some point too.

Disapproving Rabbits

Disapproving Rabbits is the latest blog to go into my RSS feed.

Rhubarb would have made a great disapproving rabbit. She was the red rex I got when I was seven and she lived until I was around twelve or thirteen. She was an awesome bunny.

At one point, I had six rabbits – Rhubarb (the mom), Caramel (the dad), Red Pepper, Cinnamon, another one whose name I’ve forgotten because I sold her and Cinnamon once they were weaned, and Wilbur.

Wilbur was the runt of the litter, and turned out to be a girl. But she was a great pet and we had a wonderful time. Well, I did anyway. It’s hard to tell when a rabbit’s having a good time.

I went for years without bunnies, then bought Joey, a champagne mini-rex. (He was originally named “Little One” after a rabbit my cousin owned, which I adored. Then he turned out to be a “he” and that was done with.) He was incredibly disapproving. He was a pet shop bunny and a juvenile delinquent. We kept him in the house, where (when he was out) he’d spent lots of time stalking and running off with paper and playing cards, and chewing on furniture. Trees offended him.

I’d love to own more, but a) JessieDog is smaller than those rabbits were and b) I’m horribly allergic to rabbits, despite having owned them most of my life. Since Nighthawk’s allergic too, it’s probably a bad plan. So now I’ve got Disapproving Rabbits to let me live out my rabbithood vicariously instead.

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