|..and the beat goes on
||[Mar. 28th, 2006|10:46 pm]
|||||album:"the curse" ~ atreyu||]|
so today was off to a fabulous start. i dragged myself out of bed at 1030, took a quickie shower and had lunch then went off to the student union. i get there and i'm all happy-ish because theres a big stack of lottery card things for the OAR/Guster concert tix purchase thing. yeah long story short, we get a lottery number and they assign it to a time slot during which we can get tickets for the concert (im number 1081 and i'll find out when i can get tickets next wednesday). so then i head to the end fo the hallway and get the key for the yearbook room (because i have to unlock it on tuesdays). i work from 1230-330 on tuesdays but since i was there at 12 because i was expecting a line of sorts for the lottery tickets i just decided to clock in anyway. now my job isnt that important at the moment because, well, we just finished a deadline and we dont have much to work with for a while, so i basically sit in the little alcove of a window and read a book with the telephone and a post-it pad by my feet in case people call and i have ot take messages. i got a few calls about people who didnt get their yearboks, mostly because they werent sent out yet, whoops. then of course i feel drowsy for no apparent reason and i move to the couch where i pass out in the middle of my book only to wake up an hour later with a blanket tossed over me and my book neatly on top of my backpack because kelly came in for her little half hour shift.( thanks kelly :) ) after that i head over to the co-op to buy a book that i was supposed to have read the first half of for yesterday (thanks to cliff notes i was able to save myself through a particularly rough day) and now i need to finish the book for tomorrow, im writing this because my eyes need a break, and im just so happy that i got my computer back..details later) then back to the student union for a 430 fencing officer's meeting (yep im an officer) durring which i managed to lose the detachable anntena of my cell phone. so now it resembles mally's with the exception that i took some steel wire and duck tape and made it into a franken-phone which ironically gets better service than it did with the antenna. completely missed my meeting with the drawing club because i went back to the SU to try and find my antenna so i came back to my room at 730 or so to find my computer restarting itself over and over again in 2 minute cycles. apparently there was a power surge or something and my computer errased half of the hard drive.
luckily im smart and i had a boot cd, a copy of windows xp, and the computer literacy to understand why my computer was restarting itself. but wait! i have a roll clinic in ... 5...minutes.... tossing on my boardshorts and a towel i sprint over to the natatorium to find everyone just kinda chilling outside.. and 3 people trying to pick the lock to the door. the lady that usually lets us in was a no show for about 45 minutes, which is when we get the idea to call campus facilities and operations (kinda like the conglomeration of janators and handymans of UConn) who dont have a key for the building. but they redirect me to the fire department, who has a key for everything! and after explaining the situation and how i was rerouted to the FD for access into the building.. i get thouroghly chewed out on the phone by the old female receptionist about how selfish i was being and how i'm only supposed to call if its an emergeny like someone is dying of a building is on fire. so after calmly appologizing and making her feel bad, we said our goodbyes, hung up, and i told everyone the story, then we packed up the kayaks and went home.
now i just left my computer running its little restart behavior. i get back and tashi said he was bored and started counting the times it restarted... 104 times... with no sucessful attempts but around the 50-something'th time a BSOD started appearing in addition to the restarting.
joyous is the night
i fix the computer via reformatting because im smart like that and then i reinstall the essientials like aim. which had my old profile. which said that kt will always have my heart, in french. now dont get me wrong, i dont hate katie, and i did love her and all, but i am clearly in mallory's possession right now, and with little drama i fixed up my profile to the proper name and color. not white because that mean sjust friends, not red because that means theres mutual love, but pink because its a mixture of the both, a happy medium, which might get to red, which would be very nice.
so thats my night in all of its randomness, i'm just chilling her in my boardies and my spin the bottle regional champion shirt recouperating and getting ready to face tomorrow. check the depressing away message, read it carefully because im not like this forever, im inhumanly happy, all the time, remember? theres a fencing comp on saturday and sunday, thats all i have to look forward to aside from phone calls from special people and the prospect of may, warmth, and the beach with the ever lovely miss pyka