Last night I had a fabulous time out with zinjadu
and her adorable new hair, leaving today as a day for writing and errands. Unfortunately, my cat kept me up a good part of the early-morning, meaning that after I locked him out, I overslept abysmally. Put my schedule on a wee bit of a wack-out. So we did our errand things, paid bills, ran out and bought curtains and curtain rods (yay!), which the Boy is now working on putting up... and then I wanted to do the last of my errands, which is printing out and paying my registration materials for the museum studies certification program this fall. No problem, right? I don't have a printer, but that's okay, because there's some computers for public use in our apartment building, and failing that we live only a few blocks from the public library.
Except apparently out of the four computers for public use here in the building, only two work, and every other tenant appears to know that and grab those computers instantly. The other two are worthless. Oh, and the printer? Is loaded with lined paper, which I would be okay with for some things, but... not so much for this. Sends a less-than-professional impression. So I go to the public library. Where the computers apparently hate the internet today, and won't let me access my file because Gmail keeps timing out. *Headdesk*
Fortunately the Boy is my hero and has promised that if I just email him the file at work, he'll print it off... since I
don't have access to our work printers, but he
does. :) I suspect I may have to come up with a better plan than this once I'm actually in
the classes, as they probably will want printed assignments.
Now it's time to write. Or at least stare at this gods-damned document and wish that it would finish itself, because I... am feeling very detached from it right now, and very much like I can't be bothered with figuring out how to finish it. Alas.