In which my stomach grumbles and I begin to hate my computer speakers

I'm having a bit of a set-to with my speakers.

From what my brother said, they were hooked up to my computer without a certain cord, so instead of sounding like decent speakers (which they are), they sound like crappy headphones. I may disconnect them and use my headphones when writing this year's novel draft for National Novel Writing Month, because while I was listening to a variety of music (from rock, to alternative rock, to opera, to video game music, to j-pop, to Edith Piaf. Yes, I'm very serious.), my speakers sounded like static-y crap.

Also, I haven't eaten lunch, so my stomach is a grumbly, painful mess at the moment.

I forgot to mention in my last post that I now have a new PS2 controller. My parents ordered me a wireless one for me for my birthday, and IT GLOWS. I'm serious, people, it has lights and a weird liquid thing that glows bright-ass blue. I can turn the lights off if I want, which is good because it conserves battery life that way (and the lights may be distracting for me depending on which game I'm playing), but it's quite awesome. And the wireless-ness is very helpful with our pets, as they aren't tripping over the cord - or sitting on the cord, as Smiles the Jack Russell likes to do sometimes. She's a strange thing.

Well, I should close now, because I really need to eat something.

Back in the swing of things

Things are finally getting back to normal, sort of. I'm back on my own computer (it needed to be moved to my room - long story, not gonna get into it on here), so I can work on writing again. That, and I can back up my music on my computer without having to cart CDs up and down the stairs, which is handy.

I've decided that I ought to learn to crochet past the chain stitch. There's so many crochet patterns that I adore, and it would probably be a good TV-watching craft. And you can craft zombie-catching nets. (Little inside joke from Ravelry, but I think anyone can "get" it ;D) I also need to de-stash, so I think that crochet would give me more options for using up yarn - especially variegated yarn, because there's so many crochet patterns that look great in variegated yarns.

Another reason to learn crochet, for me, is that it's less strain on your wrists. Not to say that you can't get a sore wrist from crochet, because I imagine you can, but it's a different kind of stress on your wrists and fingers. I'm thinking that it would make crafting with acrylic yarns a little easier, because of the different motions and crafting tools.

Now I just need to figure out a way to prevent my forearms from getting sore at the keyboard... this may be an issue when National Novel Writing Month comes around. I may have to steal my mom's computer chair, because this one really sucks: it's short (which is why I have this forearm-ache issue, I think), it always gets full of cat hair (because Mouse thinks the chair is hers), and it's itchy. I could solve the itch problem by putting a blanket or a towel on the seat, but the forearm problem is driving me batty.

Until next time...

Post-Thanksgiving,,, post.

That's right, I'm attempting to be witty today.

The holiday weekend went fairly well. Dinner at my grandparents' house was oddly civil (the roast beef was a bit dry, but my mom said that it had to do with the cut of beef my grandfather cooked). Sunday was nice. Thanksgiving Day was nice, too, because I got to eat turkey without the extended family squabbling over something stupid.

And my brother kindly gave me a new computer! Yup, I have a new rig now, and it's excellent. Now I have to get used to Windows 7, which is interesting - I've managed to freak myself out on more than one occasion. But at least I can now participate in National Novel Writing Month without worrying about my computer crashing.

I'm definitely knitting something for my brother for Christmas :) It's the least I can do. I'm thinking of knitting him a hat, because he lost his Noro hat that my mom made for him. I'm also thinking of making something for his girlfriend/fiancee, like convertible mittens - that might be a bit beyond my skill level, though. We'll see. If I can't manage convertible mitts, I can always make her some fingerless mitts.

I'm also thinking of making a scarf for my dad, since his cowl got eaten by moths. I think I'd make a scarf for him out of acrylic, though, so that he won't lose it to insects. That, and acrylic is machine-washable, so he wouldn't have to worry about washing it by hand.

Wow, I have itchy fingers. I should look at patterns...

Tune-ups

I'm on my computer today, because I needed to 'tune it up' to get it in fighting shape for NaNoWriMo - basically, I needed to do updates. It's slower than my dad's computer, but it still works fine. That makes me relieved, because the guy at the computer shop told me I'd only get six more months out of my computer when the power supply had to be fixed.

However, there are little things that I miss when using my computer. For instance, my keyboard is clunky and rather gross-looking (I think my brother had spilled Pepsi on it previously - I still need to find a way to clean it), and my mouse has no 'back' button. And you don't realize just how complacent you really are until you hit the 'magnifier glass' button expecting it to take you one page back.

As for knitting, I've been making another dishcloth. I'm in a real 'use up the yarn' mood, starting with my scraps of cotton. I might make myself a hat afterwards (because the only winter hats I have are my knitted hood and a bright orange Thinsulate toque), and I've been thinking of knitting Christmas gifts for people. The selfish side of me doesn't want to, but the generous side does. If I do make something like hats or scarves for people, I might buy new yarn, because my stash is kind of peculiar - I have either a lot of one colour, or not enough. If all else fails, I know my brother would be grateful if I gave him hand-knit dishcloths ;)

Would an exorcist fix a computer?

That's what I'd like to know, 'cause I'm pretty damn sure my computer is possessed by a demon that likes to screw around with power switches.

So, Thanksgiving is all sorted out. For anyone who is thinking, "What? Thanksgiving isn't 'til November!", the Canadian Thanksgiving Day is in October. A tad confusing, perhaps, but eh. Anyways, it's gonna be at Grandma and Grandpa's house, because Grandpa built a ramp for Grandma's wheelchair, so it's a lot easier than having it elsewhere. Aunt Patti is cooking the turkey (oh noes! bad, bad idea! I will explain in a moment), Mom's making dessert, Katie's making potatoes (using Mom's potato casserole recipe, which Grandpa doesn't like, but too effing bad, it's not all about him!), and Uncle Brent is bringing veggies.

Now, my Aunt Patti is, well, how should I put it... a very mediocre cook. Once upon a time, my parents were over at her place for a brunch of some kind, and Dad took one bite of a biscuit and spat it right out. She said she had put baking soda in them instead of baking powder. WTF. Legend has it that she also 'burnt water' - how she managed that is beyond me, but Mom says it's impossible to burn water. That's why I plan on bringing some chewable Pepto-Bismol tablets, just in case her turkey is many kinds of wrong. I also plan on bringing a book, just in case I get terribly bored. Hopefully Nathan won't get stuck in the kitchen cooking appetizers in the oven again, like at Grandma's birthday party that was also her and Grandpa's anniversary party.

I was thinking of making gyoza to bring, but I don't think anyone would eat them.

I will be very pissed if that Lorraine chick is there.

Okay, so they're junebugs

Mom says they're junebugs, not cicadas, because cicadas only come every 7 years or something. Whatever, mom.

The door is installed and looks very nice. Smiles loves looking out the window.

I think the power supply is fading away on my computer, but my dad thinks I'm just not pushing the power button all the way in. How he managed to start my computer this morning is beyond me, because I tried and tried and it wouldn't start. Ah well. I still think the power supply is going. After all, the computer is six or seven years old, I think.

So, The Vampire Diaries was good last night. I really liked it. And Big Brother was fab, too, mainly because JORDAN kicked Natalie's ASS in the second part of the three-part Head of Household competition, which means Jordan and Kevin will compete in part three! I really don't like Natalie. She's a troublemaker, and she clung to Jesse like the plague to survive in the game (the plague? is that a good description? ;P).

My cowl is coming along nicely. I might have it done by Monday or Tuesday!

ETA: oh yeah. When I started my cowl, I decided to use the skein of green Berroco Pure Merino Heather that I got at the tent sale instead, because it's softer. The teal mystery yarn is kinda scratchy.

In a real finishing mood

Yup. I'm in a finishing mood, probably because I need to free up some needles. I finished my Heart Illusion Dishcloth this afternoon while listening to Journey's Greatest Hits, which I picked up for the library today. It looks pretty neat, although it might be too loose to be a dishcloth, so it might be a nice washcloth. Either way,it kicks butt. I'll have to take a photo of the finished cloth. I have in-progress shots on Flickr - hang on...










I like the flecked white cotton with the peach cotton. The white is Bernat Handicrafter Cotton, and I think the peach is an older skein of Handicrafter, because it's softer and more splitty.

Here's the mug cozy for Divination:





And here's the bobble pillow I started:



So, there you have it. The three projects for June :)

I may only do one class this month, maybe two. Three seems to be a bit much. If I can complete two assignments by the July deadline, I'll be so happy.

Canada Day, which was yesterday, was very boring. We didn't go anywhere to celebrate, which pissed me off. Instead we hung around the house, watching Pineapple Express and assorted TV shows. I didn't even get to see any fireworks, because they were all too far away for me to see out the back door. But, I mean, we could've at least gone to watch fireworks at the park, but no - mom wanted to laze around the house. It was probably the worst Canada Day I've had in a while, if not ever.

So yeah. Didn't do anything significant for Canada Day. Grrr. At least Mom made brownies and ice cream. Chestnut ice cream, which is pretty spiffy.

So tomorrow I might try to finish my mug cosy if my neck and shoulders aren't killing me. Or maybe I'll cast on a scarf for Muggle Studies. Or maybe I'll work on my house tie.

Anyways.

Dad still hasn't put that old network card from the HP into my computer, so I'm still using Dad's - which is fine, except that he refuses to download Firefox, so I'm stuck with the incompetence of Internet Explorer. Grah.

I should ask Dad to burn me a copy of that new Green Day album I got him... which reminds me, he put iTunes on his computer! Yay! Now I don't have to deal with Windows Media Player's incompetence!

edited for spelling

So I slept in again...

Yup, I slept in 'til quarter after 12:00.

Anyways. Here's what went on over the weekend.

Friday

Katie came over. She and Mom went to see Grandma in the hospital. I meanwhile stayed home - I think I worked on my cotton shawl. I think I'll bind off when I've used up the rest of the skein - I have more of that cotton, but I think I'll use it for something else. I was kinda ticked, because I'm pretty sure Mom said I could visit Grandma on Friday, but it didn't turn out that way.

We ordered Chinese take-out when Dad came back from picking Katie and Mom up from the hospital. When Dad picked up the Chinese food and people started loading up plates, I waited patiently in the living room until 'the horde' was done getting food. That's when all hell broke loose.

Dad: "Sam, do you want a plate or a trough (meaning a wide, shallow bowl from IKEA)?"

Me: "I'll wait until you guys are done getting food."

And then he started yelling at me about whether I wanted a plate or a 'trough', and I kept replying that I'd wait. It got to the point that he came out with a 'trough', and asked me again which I wanted, so I grabbed the 'trough' from him and yelled something like, "Fine! I'll take the bowl and wait out here!" Sometime in the whole argument he told me to give him the bowl and go to my room. I gave him the bowl and stayed where I was. I think he stormed into the kitchen, and Katie came out and did her whole stupid 'chill out' BS, and I shoved past her and went on my computer until Mom called me down to eat some dinner. She told me that Dad was acting like a spoiled brat. She was right - he was sitting at his computer, practically pouting, and when I was eating and Mom told him to get some food, he was all, "Oh, I'm allowed in there now?"

Saturday

Katie and Mom went to see Grandma again. I told Katie about how I was pissed off about me having to stay home, and she told me that Mom wasn't making me stay home. So I asked Mom if I was staying home, and she said "Sure", or something to that effect. Katie told her that I'd wanted to come, but in hte end, I decided to stay home, because Mom said that Patti was probaby going to be there - if I had gone, I probably would've slugged Patti's nasty face, since she had the nerve to not call Mom when she was supposed to.

Sunday (yesterday)

After going to church, going to Fortino's and going home to eat lunch, we went down to the hospital to see Grandma. I had looked at some photos of Grandma when we were in church, so I kinda knew what to expect.

She looked... tired. I think she liked the potted plant we gave her (call it a superstition, but I was kinda wary of giving her a potted plant, in case it would be bad luck - 'rooted in hospital'). She got a little confused and wished me a happy birthday - I think she meant to wish Breanne (who wasn't there) a happy birthday, because Breanne's a January baby. She wanted to see my healing mouth, so I tipped my head back and opened my mouth for her to look, and later she asked if my mouth was sore. It was so sweet of her. There were two other people other than Grandpa in the room - I later found out that they were Colleen and... Nick? I think? I'm not sure if they're extended family or close friends. I think I last saw Colleen at Patti's fortieth birthday party a while back. Or maybe it was another Colleen.

So anyways. Grandpa wheeled her out and around for a bit. We chatted about food (Grandma said that she didn't like the hospital chili, because it was too spicy). Mom said she might make a nice, easy-to-swallow soup for Grandma, like the carrot and ginger soup Mom makes, with about half the ginger so that it isn't too strong. Grandpa massaged Grandma. A couple of nurses helped her into bed. We chatted some more about food. Grandma tried to make a phone call, but I don't think she got through to the person she was calling. Then we left. We had Swiss Chalet take-out chicken for dinner.

Mom says we might visit her again on Wednesday. We told Stephen about our current situation with Grandma and my healing mouth, so he probably won't mind if I skip youth group. Actually, I don't think I'll be going back to youth group until the stitches in my mouth are taken out, as a safety measure, since Stone is so keen on throwing crap at me.

I slept in until, as I mentioned earlier, 12:15. I must've been tired. One thing I still haven't done is try reinstalling Human 3D. Maybe tomorrow.

So, I'm finished taking medication for my mouth! Yay! Now I don't have to get up at 8 to take medication :) I do still have to use an antiseptic rinse to clean the area, which is a bit gross, considering I have to wait half an hour to rinse with water after using the rinse, which seems to generate a lot of spit. Eww.

Mom made ham and bean soup, and pureed it. Hopefully it'll be smooth enough for Grandma to eat. It's tasty.

My cat was jumping up on my desk, CPU and monitor a lot this afternoon. Weird. I know she likes being in the highest point of the room, but come on!

Letterman's on tonight! Yay!

Howdy

I stayed in my PJ's all day :p

I got some stuff done, though - I worked on my kerchief scarf/shawl and did some laundry. In fact, I should probably check on my laundry soon, so that I remember to put my pillow in the wash.

Why does my pillow need to be washed? Well, thanks to my healing mouth, I tend to bleed a little on my pillow. It looks so gross, but it looks worse than it actually is.

Mom and Dad went to visit Grandma today. Mom decided that I shouldn't visit her right away, because she'd be tired, so I stayed home. I watched Coronation Street (it was a pretty exciting episode... one of the characters got arrested! :D), worked on my shawl (I should've cast on for Grandma's Clapotis, but I felt like working on my shawl), and did laundry. After Coronation Street and Jeopardy!, there wasn't much on TV except for The Week the Women Went on CBC, so I flipped between Galaxie music channels and listened to music while knitting and doing laundry.

Mom and Dad had left at around 6:00, and got home at around 8. Mom says that Grandpa... well, he made it sound like Grandma is doing better than she really is - sugar-coated it, I guess. Mom says I can go visit her on Friday, when Katie's here.

So we put on The Week the Women Went until Coronation Street came on a later feed, because Mom had missed it. I folded the towels that were brought up earlier, because Mom needed the hamper for her stuff - she wound up putting her stuff in the green rocking chair, though.

...There. Now my pillow's in the wash.

So, I've been a lot perkier today, which is good. I might be able to focus on my algebra tomorrow. Speaking of tomorrow, I have to get to the library, because one of the CDs I have out was due today. I managed to renew the two books that were also due today, though. I also have to try reinstalling Human 3D, and I have to muck around with Media Player so that I can put all of my music on that as well as iTunes. That way, I can use all of my music with Windows Movie Maker.

Today has been a better day.

Here's what else I did today.

I put the rest of the CDs I got for Christmas on my computer - Eric Burdon and the Animals, Joan Jett, Van Morrison, Bruce Springsteen and Steppenwolf. I have other CDs - my jazz CDs, a Barenaked Ladies album, and the Aladdin soundtrack - that aren't on my computer, but I don't know if I'll rip 'em or not.

I also chatted with Max on MSN. When I told him how Windows Movie Maker wasn't letting me import music from my iTunes library, he said something like, "Don't talk to me about there being something wrong with your computer, because it'll make me want to fix it." It was kinda funny. I think the reason why it wasn't letting me import the songs that are in iTunes is because those songs weren't in Media Player. Hmm.

I still have to go over my algebra. And tomorrow's Monday! EEP!

Just a quick post...

I'm bored, and I haven't eaten anything yet. Although I might eat a cupcake soon.

My keyboard keeps cutting out. I'll have to ask Mom how to fix that problem.

I got my right speaker to work yesterday, so I'm not sure if I wrecked the left one, or if it's just being silly. I need new speakers anyway.

And I have Paradise by the Dashboard Light stuck in my head.

I don't know if I'm going to church today, because Dad had a tiring night at work last night. So I have the sound off on my computer. Although, I'm probably making more noise than the computer, because I keep yelling at my keyboard.

Silly speakers...

My speakers seem to be possessed. Seriously. They cut in and out. Well, they are old speakers - they're from our old 386, which I think was our first computer. Then the computer along with the speakers because my brother's, then he traded the speakers with my sister in return for a Walkman. My sister used the speakers for a while - she used to plug them into her discman. Then they sat in the laundry room for a few years. They can go really loud, but I'm trying to take it easy on them since they're so old. Maybe I'll ask for new speakers for Christmas. Or a printer.

So far my files have stopped disappearing, which is a good thing, but I'm still gonna work on my story in Google Docs. I wrote another draft for my story, but it took me a bit of time to get it to look okay. I wrote the original draft on paper early this morning while listening to the replaying of the Legends of Classic Rock program on Pink Floyd, parts one and two. I wonder if they're playing parts three and four tonight...

I think I'll turn off my computer and see what mom and dad are watching on the telly.

Take that, Combat Mom

My mother, well, she's in combat mode today. So I'm up here fuming with my music blaring. First it was the Rocky Horror soundtrack. Now it's Queen.

Man, I love being able to access the internet from the Spare Oom and blast music.

We got into a fight over school safety - I know, it's an odd subject to argue over, but we're a strange family. You see, we were watching Dr Phil at the time, and the episode was about violence in school. So I'm trying to get my point across, and she's cutting me off, and gets all offended when I tell her not to interrupt, because apparently I sound condescending. I probably did sound rude, but trust me, that was not what I was aiming for. So I hide up here, and scream that she always has to be right, and it's been that way since the day I was born. Dad calls me back down and calmly tells me that that was uncalled for and that the sun doesn't shine outta my, er, butt. I would use the alternative word, which is what he actually used, but I don't want to offend anyone. You have to feel sorry for my dad, really. He got caught in the middle of a catfight (again, I'll avoid using the explicit alternative).

So now I'm up here, blogging, with a Ravelry window open, Queen's greatest hits blaring, and a can of V8 on my desk.

♪Can anybody find me somebody to looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove?♪

Do I really need a title today?

Today has been a pretty good day. Except for the fact that I didn't eat breakfast. I didn't have water, either, which I should have had this morning. But I ate an instant kimchi noodle bowl, with sour cream to cut the spice and prevent heartburn (HATE heartburn!). Then I ate a mini Moon Pie (Dad got a box of them in the mail from someone). Then my mom and I had tacos, which were pretty good, even though the shredded pork my mom prepared was a little dry.

I worked on my story about the teenage ghost hunters. I had written a seperate draft to add in later, and I added that in today. I hope it flows well. I've decided to do all my writing in Google Docs, since Microsoft Word '07 likes to delete files without telling me. Although, I did check some of my Word files, and they're working. So far so good. But it's only a matter of time 'till things begin to disappear.

My photos are gone. Good thing they were mostly Dan's photos, even though I kept some of his photos because they were cool. So, my wallpaper is now stonehenge instead of the wallpaper I had up - I think it read, 'I'm not completely stupid, some parts of me are still missing'. Or something like that, something charmingly sarcastic. My dad has a similar saying on a t-shirt.

The learning software was working yesterday, although I didn't try the US Government one. My dad had it in his head that my mom and I had installed the programs wrong, even though they DID get installed properly. So there :D

But seriously. If things go haywire again, we're either wiping the hard drive or taking it to the computer place we take our computers to and have someone there give it a check for faulty guts. Mom said it might be a fried motherboard.

Since one of my Ravelry friends has been posting random videos on her blog (I didn't watch them, though), I think it's time I put some time-wasters on here...




This one you might not get unless you watch Gilmore Girls...







I know I've already put the Time Warp on here, but once more won't hurt :)



edited to fix spelling mistakes.

My new theory

Mom doesn't think that Dan would've sold this computer to us if there was something wrong with it. Here is my theory...

Either:

a) The computer has a virus
b) The computer has something wrong with it internally, like a fried motherboard
c) The version of XP is faulty, and the computer would run better if we installed our copy of XP Home

I think the answer is either B or C. I don't think this has a virus, I'm sure that Dan would have given it a virus scan before selling it.

Microsoft Word '07 and Rocky Horror

A peculiar combination, yes. Allow me to explain.

I can't trust Word 2007. For some strange reason, it deleted my Word documents. How weird is that? Dad thinks it's because stuff was updating, but I highly doubt it, because this computer has no antivirus. I mean, it wouldn't've killed my dad to say, "Don't go on the internet until we download AVG." But no. So I have to do it myself, with help from Mom. I don't know for certain if there's a virus. It might have been the updates that mucked around with my documents. Emphasis on might.

I listened to a few tracks from the Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack, and Wise Up Janet Weiss isn't on there! And the Time Warp sounds different - Magenta doesn't shout in her part like she does in the film. How weird is that???

At least Sweet Transvestite and 'Hot Patootie - Bless My Soul' are complete...

My learning software is evil.

I have these DVD-ROMs. One is called Math Advantage 2008, and the other is High School Advantage 2008. I installed most of the math programs from Math Advantage, so when I started installing stuff from High School Advantage, I didn't need to install the math programs on THAT. I discovered this morning that, after opening the US Government program, all the other programs thought they were US Government, too. So I uninstalled the composition program, thinking that would help. Well, all of the uninstall wizards disappeared after that. So I had to delete US Government from the My Computer thingy. Fun!

Now everything works, so I'm happy. I'm too groggy to do much work, though.

...and now Mouse is in the window. I think she's happy that there's a window she can sit in without being yelled at.

I got a computer for my birthday!!! And Toronto FC tickets!!!

The computer isn't brand-new (although Mom wanted to get me a laptop), but it's in great condition. The CPU used to be Dan's (my sister's boyfriend), we got the monitor when Nathan was supposed to be giving me his old Pentium 2, the speakers are from our very, very, very first computer, and the mouse and keyboard are new. I'm still breaking in the space bar on this thing :P

The match in Toronto is tomorrow. I'm excited. Mom even got rain ponchos, just in case it starts raining during the match. It's Toronto FC vs Chivas USA. I also got a sticker, a 'crying towel' and a Toronto FC scarf! :D Other things I got for my birthday were a book of writings by young feminists, the soundtrack from The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and a three-disc copy of Rocky Horror on DVD - I think it has Shock Treatment included.

We went to Mandarin for dinner. Mandarin, for anyone who doesn't know, is an all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet. They have sushi there too, so my dad got a plate of sushi. The first thing I got was a bowl of won-ton soup. I love that stuff. Every time I go to Mandarin, I have to start with won-ton soup. After that I got a plate and filled it with stuff like Singapore rice noodles, teriyaki meatballs, torpedo shrimp and calamari rings. I actually had room for dessert after letting my stomach sit for a little bit after eating. Mom and I went to the dessert table, but Dad was too full. I got some trifle, a nanaimo bar, a strawberry or two, a chocolate-covered strawberry, a cream puff and some Jello. Next time, I might eat ice cream there. Katie and I had ice cream for dessert there once, and we loved it. They have stuff like mimi M&M crumbs to put on it.

edited because the title was 'Shock Treatment', not 'Shock Value'.

Feeling ick.

I'm an idiot.

I ate two small bowls of these spicy cheddar potato chips with some chip dip mixed with plain yogurt. Now I'm feelin' the burn.... literally.

However, the soundtrack from The Song Remains The Same is in transit, along with another CD - Bob Dylan's Highway 61 Revisited (Insert happy dance here!).

I started working on a back-to-school shopping list - well, back-to-homeschool, to be precise. So far, I've decided that I need some pencils, a pen jar, a planner and some film for my purple camera. On my list is also a sub-list entitled 'other' - so far, I have knickers and black pants on that sub-list.

I also need to pester my dad to move that giant computer monitor off my table. I hate it when people dump stuff on my table - especially huge stuff like a friggin' computer monitor! That monstrosity was meant for me to use, but since my stupid, evil brother decided not to let me have his old CPU, even though he said I could if I got a monitor, keyboard, etc... well, the monitor is pretty much useless to me, but my dad can hook it up to this computer 'cause the monitor we're currently using is rather dark. I have to squint when I look at dark photos.

So there you have it. My dad, AKA He Who Never Listens.

My dad, the computer hog.

This drives me nuts.

So I was knitting and watching Last Comic Standing. Then Swingtown came on, so I got off the couch so that my dad, who was on the computer, could sit there. When he got off the computer, I asked him if he was finished. He said, "No." I think I also asked him if he was being sarcastic. He wasn't. So I went downstairs. I ate the rest of my chocolate, read knitting magazines and listened to Ringo Starr Live at Soundstage. Loudly.

He left that computer running unattended while he watched Swingtown. By the time he was finished, it was too late in the evening for me to go on. Actually, it was probably more like too early in the morning for me to go on, because he probably turned it off at around midnight, or a little bit after midnight.

If he had asked me to leave his browser open, I would have done that. But instead he just leaves it running and doesn't let me use it.