Sep. 6th, 2004

What a day.

Sep. 6th, 2004 04:07 am
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All kinds of crap to say...

[Driving]

Well, I slept in at the cottage, spent some time online, spent some time playing Thief 2 (which I haven't played in years, and it's so good to get engrossed in a game again), drove allllllllll the way home, and did fine (except nearly dinging the car when parking at the dep in the small village near the cottage, but we're not going to talk about that because hey, it was nearly, it didn't HAPPEN). I hate merging, and did a fair amount of it on the highways. I spent most of the drive in the far-right lane, until there started to be LOTS of cars merging on to the highway, so I merged to the middle lane and sped merrily along at 100km/hour. (Also, even if you keep the same amount of pressure on the pedal, if you go down a hill, you will go faster. I always forget this, even though it makes sense. I found myself clocking nearly 130km/hour after a small incline. Whoops.) Lots of merging to be done to get on to the proper ramp for the proper exit to get back on Decarie, though. But yay me, driving just fine in close quarters with crazy drivers! I rock.

[Phone]

Got home, talked to my favourite Indonesian geek, V, for about an hour after he called me. Fun quotes:

V: "Hackers like me are cooler than those macho guys."
Me: "Hackers don't own Macs."
V: "Shut up."

And:

V, after viewing a recent photo of me: "You've put on a lot of weight, haven't you? ... kidding! A few pounds is all. No, REALLY, I'm kidding, you look great!"

(It was retaliation for the Mac comment.)

We've decided that we're both forever going to be alone and lonely. And it's a shame he's not a cute woman. Who, you know, lives here.

[Hattrick]

Checked my Hattrick match. I lost. I don't know why. The game is beginning to upset me more than it's making me happy. They've tinkered with the match engine which means that games I would have won handily last season are games that I'm losing this season.

[Food]

Made myself pasta. Ate while watching some of Mrs. Doubtfire.

[Thief]

Played Thief. Had a good run until a Mechanist caught me and beat me to death with a huge hammer. Bastard. Quit the game in disgust.

[Chats]

Chatted with K, a friend of mine from the BAM board, then talked to P, all the while talking to [livejournal.com profile] moireach.

And P is headed for divorce, it seems. She and W actually really spoke about it tonight, and she's freaking out. She's been desperately unhappy in her marriage for over a year now, and they really want different things in life, so it looks like they're going to split up. I find myself trying hard not to influence her either way, and to let her come to the conclusion she needs to herself, but she's thinking herself in circles. And is flipflopping. One minute she wants a divorce, one minute she doesn't. She loves him, but isn't IN love with him anymore, and while he's her best friend, the sex isn't so good. She loathes his family, they hate her. She hates who he is when he's around his friends, who also can't stand her. The poor girl. I wish she weren't in Ottawa. She needs some distance, I think.

[livejournal.com profile] moireach cracked my shit up tonight. And I needed it, so thanks to her.

[Now]

Bedtime, I think.

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