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I have listened to at least part of every single CD I got on Thursday evening. There were a lot of DNF songs in the big set and two of the standalones also fell into that category.
One of the latter was an utter gamble because the library categorizes US music by genre but music from other countries by nation or continent of origin without reference to the style of music. The subject tags for what type of music it is are often wildly inaccurate, so I mostly ignore them. This CD was so very clearly not my thing from the first song that I stopped before getting far into the second. From my point of view, it was grating noise. The subject headings call it 'rock music' and 'heavy metal.' iTunes called it 'alternative.' I don't mind trying things and finding they're not for me. I'm just glad I can do it for free.
The other I remember clearly was a local artist who sometimes performs at the camps at the science and nature center. He wasn't terrible in sound, but he was... very hippie-granola-patronizing in terms of his lyrics. If I start itching to smack the lyricist with a carp (live or dead), it's time to remove the CD and put it back in the library bag without finishing.
I didn't get nearly enough sleep last night, maybe four hours. It was my being foolish, mostly, and staying up because I was working on things. I woke about 4:30 and never got back to sleep. I got up and took meds at 8:30, and I almost fell back asleep after that, but I was too busy thinking about all things I need to do today. Mostly, right now, I need to get the dining room into a fit state to host two guests and their laptops for a write in. Some of that will require having Scott deal with things that he doesn't want to have in the places I'm physically able to put them.
Specifically, one big bin of stuff to donate. I moved it to the study, and he got mad about it being further from the back door than it had been, so he put it back under the dining room table. I can put it in our bedroom or in the living room instead of in the study. I can throw it down the basement stairs. All of those options will also be further from the back door and will be in the way of us doing other things. It can't stay in the dining room, and I can't handle the cold air long enough to carry something, particularly something that heavy, outside.
I should change the sheets today, but I suspect that I won't because it's not that time critical. If I do it tomorrow or even Wednesday, that should be okay.
My expectation/hope for write in accomplishment is to finish editing one story that's kind of complete but needs transitions and bits shifted around so that the whole thing has the right emotional flow.
I tested things last night to see how the hardware I've gotten as a hand-me-down from Cordelia was actually better, in terms of crashing, than my old stuff. I ran on battery down to 45% (stopped testing there and recharged because I didn't want to try to find a place to charge over night) without crashing with all of my usual programs active. I even played a library CD while doing all of that. I'm cautiously optimistic. Cordelia's pleased because she's now able to play the game she bought from Steam and because she was able to move her Hamilton sticker from this laptop to her new one without destroying the sticker.
The biggest hitch on the new(ish) machine is that I can't get access to one of my email accounts. I'm not sure why, and it may have something to do with Scott forgetting to pay a bill rather than the new hardware, so... Who knows? I use that account for two very specific things and don't absolutely need either right this second.
One of the latter was an utter gamble because the library categorizes US music by genre but music from other countries by nation or continent of origin without reference to the style of music. The subject tags for what type of music it is are often wildly inaccurate, so I mostly ignore them. This CD was so very clearly not my thing from the first song that I stopped before getting far into the second. From my point of view, it was grating noise. The subject headings call it 'rock music' and 'heavy metal.' iTunes called it 'alternative.' I don't mind trying things and finding they're not for me. I'm just glad I can do it for free.
The other I remember clearly was a local artist who sometimes performs at the camps at the science and nature center. He wasn't terrible in sound, but he was... very hippie-granola-patronizing in terms of his lyrics. If I start itching to smack the lyricist with a carp (live or dead), it's time to remove the CD and put it back in the library bag without finishing.
I didn't get nearly enough sleep last night, maybe four hours. It was my being foolish, mostly, and staying up because I was working on things. I woke about 4:30 and never got back to sleep. I got up and took meds at 8:30, and I almost fell back asleep after that, but I was too busy thinking about all things I need to do today. Mostly, right now, I need to get the dining room into a fit state to host two guests and their laptops for a write in. Some of that will require having Scott deal with things that he doesn't want to have in the places I'm physically able to put them.
Specifically, one big bin of stuff to donate. I moved it to the study, and he got mad about it being further from the back door than it had been, so he put it back under the dining room table. I can put it in our bedroom or in the living room instead of in the study. I can throw it down the basement stairs. All of those options will also be further from the back door and will be in the way of us doing other things. It can't stay in the dining room, and I can't handle the cold air long enough to carry something, particularly something that heavy, outside.
I should change the sheets today, but I suspect that I won't because it's not that time critical. If I do it tomorrow or even Wednesday, that should be okay.
My expectation/hope for write in accomplishment is to finish editing one story that's kind of complete but needs transitions and bits shifted around so that the whole thing has the right emotional flow.
I tested things last night to see how the hardware I've gotten as a hand-me-down from Cordelia was actually better, in terms of crashing, than my old stuff. I ran on battery down to 45% (stopped testing there and recharged because I didn't want to try to find a place to charge over night) without crashing with all of my usual programs active. I even played a library CD while doing all of that. I'm cautiously optimistic. Cordelia's pleased because she's now able to play the game she bought from Steam and because she was able to move her Hamilton sticker from this laptop to her new one without destroying the sticker.
The biggest hitch on the new(ish) machine is that I can't get access to one of my email accounts. I'm not sure why, and it may have something to do with Scott forgetting to pay a bill rather than the new hardware, so... Who knows? I use that account for two very specific things and don't absolutely need either right this second.