sun report
greetings from florida!
i've put the fog report aside for a week, and will be reporting from sunnier places until after christmas. can't you see my tan already?
after being home for a mere hour, i managed to:
- snag my old bedroom from high school (not to be confused with my elementary/middle school room, which once had a GIANT RAINBOW with a SMILING SUN painted on one wall. no joke... definitely not the mastermind of my brother, nor i. our poor room came that way when we moved in.)
hmm, come to think of it - maybe thats why we're so weird now. or... optimistally sunny, with, uh, rainbow-y personalities?
- eat leftovers
- notice that the cable signal coming into my mom's new flat screen tv is wonky (maybe i have such a magnetic personality that i messed it up?)
- update my dad's computer with about 100 critical windows updates
- update the graphics card driver for said machine, above
- fix the refresh rate (ow 60 hz kills my eyes) on said machine, above
- start a load of laundry (no, i did not have time to do it before i left)
- make a giant mess around my suitcase - digging out dirty clothes to wash - turning my old room into my ACTUAL old covered-in-clothes room
- answered important work emails (like the one where i told my group to save me leftovers from the gift basket my developer said would arrive in my absence!)
- admired all my dad's fancy new gadgets - he's quite up on his technology these days, between his new phone, new camera, and flashy silver ipod mini.
... now, if only he had the shoes to match, he could be SO hip! <insert jibe about his old-man-loafers here>
- put the first presents under my parent's wonderfully fat and deliciously-smells-good christmas tree
- stay up really really late (i have an excuse - i'm on california time), sitting at the same old desk and same old computer (theoretically, not actually) that i used to sit and and stay up late on, many many years ago... good old high school procrastination days. ahh yes.
home again home again.
i've put the fog report aside for a week, and will be reporting from sunnier places until after christmas. can't you see my tan already?
after being home for a mere hour, i managed to:
- snag my old bedroom from high school (not to be confused with my elementary/middle school room, which once had a GIANT RAINBOW with a SMILING SUN painted on one wall. no joke... definitely not the mastermind of my brother, nor i. our poor room came that way when we moved in.)
hmm, come to think of it - maybe thats why we're so weird now. or... optimistally sunny, with, uh, rainbow-y personalities?
- eat leftovers
- notice that the cable signal coming into my mom's new flat screen tv is wonky (maybe i have such a magnetic personality that i messed it up?)
- update my dad's computer with about 100 critical windows updates
- update the graphics card driver for said machine, above
- fix the refresh rate (ow 60 hz kills my eyes) on said machine, above
- start a load of laundry (no, i did not have time to do it before i left)
- make a giant mess around my suitcase - digging out dirty clothes to wash - turning my old room into my ACTUAL old covered-in-clothes room
- answered important work emails (like the one where i told my group to save me leftovers from the gift basket my developer said would arrive in my absence!)
- admired all my dad's fancy new gadgets - he's quite up on his technology these days, between his new phone, new camera, and flashy silver ipod mini.
... now, if only he had the shoes to match, he could be SO hip! <insert jibe about his old-man-loafers here>
- put the first presents under my parent's wonderfully fat and deliciously-smells-good christmas tree
- stay up really really late (i have an excuse - i'm on california time), sitting at the same old desk and same old computer (theoretically, not actually) that i used to sit and and stay up late on, many many years ago... good old high school procrastination days. ahh yes.
home again home again.

1 Comments:
I definitely think the giant rainbow explains a few of Colin's problems :)
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