Back to the Present (Get it? Present? Like in Christmas)
I know I'm getting addicted to the blog world when I'm annoyed that people aren't updating as much due to the holidays. Even the Columbia/Barnard student blogs I read aren't getting updated, since the kids are on vacation. I suppose I could find some other random people to read, but as it is I spend more than enough time reading through my Web links. I don't know how I would have time for a real job.
I had no motivation today to do much more than nap and read things online. There is still work to do, and of course piles of books and stuff, as always.
I THINK I straightened things out with Apple. We'll see if AppleCare for the correct computer gets entered on the real anniversary in January.
Good news: they caught the lowlife who attacked my friend in November. He is behind bars, we hope forever. She sent the police report, complete with a picture (shudder).
Thanks to Pandora's recommendation of the Feathermerchants, their 2 albums are still playing endlessly on Rhapsody. I'll get sick of them soon, but for now I'm reveling in this gorgeous folky music. I'm listening to them so much I haven't been back to Pandora for more possibilities.
I hate that on Christmas there's nothing good on the radio (and probably TV). Maybe that's a sign I should watch the most expensive Netflix DVDs ever that I've had for (gulp) more than a year. Make that more than 2 years. By now I've probably spent more than the DVDs actually cost. Netflix hasn't sent any sort of reminder; it's to their advantage that people keep out the discs for ridiculous amounts of time, but don't they want them back at some point?
During a break from sleeping, I went to the kitchen and had Yoplait fruit pops. My freezer isn't the greatest, and some things freeze better than others. I keep forgetting Yoplait pops are in the "others" group, and I always end up spooning them from the paper. I think I'll make some vegetables with melted cheese now (and consider the traditional Christmas dinner of Chinese food for later).
Bah Humbug to all!