Adventures of a Tofu Slut

Arrrgh, I have a fucking virus on my computer that keeps shutting me down. What I love is that all the solutions involve downloading something, but that requires, oh I don't know, NOT BEING SHUT DOWN! Stoopid technology.

Hmm, do I care that my paid account is expiring? Oh, probably. I'm a good person, I can support something I use.

We're having Olympic celebrations all day at work, with real olympic athletes, a live band and everything. Also, free Greek food.* The summer olympics aren't nearly as exciting as the winter olympics, what with the lack of sports with potential for dramatic crash and burn (cf. speed skating, my favourite recipe for disaster), but the men's gymnastics are kind of fun. Mostly I'm just glad Toronto lost its olympic bid, because that would be scary. (Wait, was that a Christmas carol from the Greek band? Go away!)

( girly TMI )

We have a very large number of apples languishing in the bottom of the fridge. They were part of our last two veggie box deliveries, but they're Red Delicious, which neither of us want to eat. So there they sit. The grand plan is to make applesauce tonight, but we'll see. That requires being upright, which is always difficult at the end of the week.

And there you have it: the contents of my brain at this exact moment. Minus any and all earworms, which are currently being drowned out by the Ford Pier CD that's playing, and the bizarre rendition of O Canada that is emanating from the atrium. Happy Friday, y'all.

*eep! scary thronging hordes of people attacking the free food! must...run...away! I think if I want spanikopita I'll just buy it for myself.

If there were any lingering doubts in my mind that the electricity elves are out to get us, they are gone now. Our answering machine apparently stopped working sometime this past week - from the outside it seems like it's still doing its thing, although it cuts off after a couple of seconds, but we can't hear anything other than garbledness, and it's not indicating that we have messages. Hopefully no one called about anything important. Of course, I'm not sure when it happened - no one ever calls me, so it didn't seem odd that there were no messages. :P

My computer's being a twit, too. I think I might need a new battery, because if I unplug it, it only lasts for about 20 minutes before declaring defeat. And last night, everything I did was soooo sloooowwww. I was just trying to open a word document, and it took about 2 minutes. Oh! And, I've started getting these bizarre messages that are sort of pretending that they're IMs, only not really, and this morning vestra got one that made the CD-ROM drive pop open or something.

Plus, because even evil works in threes, the kitchen light is back to the flickering every time I turn it on.

Obviously, I really just need a pet electrician.

(I could have sworn I wrote this entry yesterday. Obviously I'm on crack.)

Y'all notice what time it is? And I'm not at work. Nope, I have a brand spankin' new used computer at home. It's beautiful! And all wireless and networky and full of cable internet, so I can wander all around the house with it. And it works, most of the time, unless it's turning itself off and not letting me turn it back on again. Freak computer.

Not only that, but we got new computers at work last week, very suddenly. I've been spending hours each day playing around with the settings. I feel very technologically up to date.

And, I have Hoyle Card Games, so all is well with the world.