My last week of summer vacation

I go back to work next Tuesday 07-07-09. It is a bittersweet occasion. I will enjoy getting back into the swing of things, seeing my friends at work, and making a decent paycheck again. I will surely miss being able to sleep till 10, go for a walk at noon and then taking a nap. Oh the life of leisure. I am a little sad that my car and my boyfriends truck have some minor issues that could become major preventing us from going anywhere far. Oh well, there's fun to be had at or near home too.

Videos!

Yesterday I made a lovely video of my niece Gracie.

I have also been watching videos. some were a boring waste of my time, but there were also some really amazing ones. Here's a Soldier playing a paper cup drum kit. I also found an awesome optical illusion.
Enjoy! (I know I did!)

Day 423 of recovery

OK, so really it's been a little less than a month since my surgery. I still feel like I'm tied to the bed. No wait, that would be fun. I watch wayyyy too much tv and it is getting boring. I don't wish to go back to work yet, I just wish I could do something, anything. I have seen lots of movies though. Today I saw Kicking the Dog. It was absolutely horrible. Just picture American Pie without the funny parts. I'll probably watch another movie later. Who knows.
Yesterday I walked all the way to the mailbox and back and it didn't hurt at all. Until later. I guess some progress has been made. It will be a long journey before the I get to the end.
Anyway, back to The 40 year old virgin.

I signed up for Google Ads

Funny thing, I signed up for Google Ads and one of the ads was "men in feminine underwear". I thought the ads had something to do with the content of my blog yet I don't recall blogging about men in feminine underwear. I guess I am now. Whatever raises yer sails. :P

Look at me, blogging again!

I wish the day was 30 hours long.

Insomnia

I believe I am most creative at night when I cannot sleep.

It's 1:05 Sunday 05/24/09. I had back surgery for the second time on 05-08-09. I still have the staples in place and I can't wait until they get removed. They are starting to itch. I am also leaking like crazy at the staple sites. I have to sleep on a towel just in case and was wearing pads on the front of my underwear. . Tonight I was almost asleep when I noticed a damp spot on the towel. Then I noticed the huge damp spot on my underwear. I have now resorted to taping the maxipads to my belly.
It's hard to believe that it's already been more than two weeks. I am not able to do much because I can only sit for 1/2 hr at a time, but it's not that bad. I get to watch lots of movies. I have also had a lot of time to think. I think maybe that when I grow up, I'd like to be a philosopher. The one thing I don't get though, is how to get someone to pay you for it. Is there a market for philosophers?
I'd also like to work on painting, and creating other objects d'art from things disassembled and reassembled anew. Glass blowing would be wonderful to learn. I finished taking apart a scanner today. It felt great. From it I have gained a knowledge of what's inside (surprisingly little) and I've also gained some materials for the previously mentioned objects. I've got 3 large piece of glass, a couple of circuit boards, three strips of mirror, a motor and other assorted junk.
I have also decided I will try to write something every day. Maybe someday some body may even read these.

04-23-09 Compy

I fired up my old Compy today and found many of my pictures which I thought were gone forever. Yay! It's painfully slow and it doesn't currently have a connection to the internet. I tried getting on someone's network via wireless but it's password protected. Looks like I'll have to figure out the router or connect another one. Whatever goes down, I am not running cable down the hallway.
I'm wondering if KVCC's wireless network reaches as far as here. It's almost three miles away. Probably not. It still surprises me that my cell phone wouldn't work. It's not as if I am in the middle of the woods or on a mountaintop.
I felt this sort of odd nostalgic fondness for the beat up faceless, stained and burned machine. Yes, Compy is it's name. We've been through a lot of times together Compy and I. It's been pulled apart and put back together and had pieces torn out and new ones put in and donor pieces added from dead computers. After all that abuse and finally abandonment in the back of the closet, it's still ready to go like a faithful old dog. It still holds in it's memory banks data and photos and even old schoolwork I thought were far behind. I almost think it missed me. I felt bad when, finally after commanding it to shut down for the fifth time, I held down the button until the sound stopped. Sleep well Compy. I'll be back tomorrow.