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Sep. 22nd, 2007 05:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
For Christmas this year, I want a pleasant surprise.
Sadly, this cannot be a new computer, for I now have a working Admin-access computer with accompanying monitor (nice), keyboard (average but at least the right color) and mouse (OMG, DIE). Need speakers, or at least some way of hooking the ones I have here up to the computer in the kitchen. I don't really want to move the speakers, but I don't have any way of plugging in the computer into the outlets in my living room. Because the outlets in my living room are from the sixties, when they didn't have 3 prong appliances. Neolithic twerps.
In other news, I found a recipe for bread. And I will attempt to make said bread sometime this weekend, maybe. Assuming that I don't reread the recipe and go "HOW LONG?!!!" and run down to the local McDonalds to acquire some of their McWonderBread instead. Not that that's the same kind of bread AT ALL, but beggars (or at least lazy ones) can't be choosers.
In additional other news, I called my parents something on the order of 5 times today. Once to say "Hi", once to let my mom know that I thought my shirt was ruined because I spilled coffee on it, once to ask my dad about checks with old addresses, once to tell my mom that my shirt was fine, and then finally to let them know that I had spent large quantities of money on their card for food since I'd just spent excessively large quantities of money on my card for electronics and was running close to my credit limit. They were highly amused. Highly amused.
I ate toast today. No, really. I really did eat toast, so this is now officially an "I ate toast" blog.
Actually, right now, I feel more like
troglodyteking since I have a bunch of stuff that I want to talk about in a high-minded philosophical manner, but I can't formulate it well enough at the moment to be able to write it down. It involves something to do with relationships, so I'm not sure it would be all that interesting to many of the people on here, especially those concerned with logic and problem solving.
See, that's the biggest tolerance that I think most relationships have to develop. Most (not all, there are always exceptions) guys are very much like "you have a problem? Great, here's how to solve it and let me be logical in the meanwhile" and girls (again, not all) tend to want to explore the problem to the fullest extent and meander about before trying to come up with a solution that they're happy with. Guys just sort of optimize the problem and discover the correct solution, regardless of how easy (or nice) it is to implement. That, and I like complaining. Gives me something to talk about.
It was raining today, yet another thing that reminds me of
troglodyteking. He does often like the rain. Bunches of my guy friends (who coincidentally ALL like to hike) were overjoyed by the rain and the coolness of the weather. Meanwhile, I went out for a small walk, got completely drenched and ended up shivering for a good half an hour. I'm not ready for fall, much less winter. Though, I did check www.farmersalmanac.com and it said that this winter was supposed to be mild. I wonder whether it predicted the drought that we had last year, since I'm getting the sense that it's going to be a long protracted rainy winter. We'll see - maybe I'm just pessimistic and the weather gods will surprise me with their benevolence.
On the other hand, winter = Christmas = family = good, so maybe by that transitive process, we can say that winter = good. But maybe not.
So, in conclusion: I ate toast. I went shopping. It rained. I was cold. The end.
Sadly, this cannot be a new computer, for I now have a working Admin-access computer with accompanying monitor (nice), keyboard (average but at least the right color) and mouse (OMG, DIE). Need speakers, or at least some way of hooking the ones I have here up to the computer in the kitchen. I don't really want to move the speakers, but I don't have any way of plugging in the computer into the outlets in my living room. Because the outlets in my living room are from the sixties, when they didn't have 3 prong appliances. Neolithic twerps.
In other news, I found a recipe for bread. And I will attempt to make said bread sometime this weekend, maybe. Assuming that I don't reread the recipe and go "HOW LONG?!!!" and run down to the local McDonalds to acquire some of their McWonderBread instead. Not that that's the same kind of bread AT ALL, but beggars (or at least lazy ones) can't be choosers.
In additional other news, I called my parents something on the order of 5 times today. Once to say "Hi", once to let my mom know that I thought my shirt was ruined because I spilled coffee on it, once to ask my dad about checks with old addresses, once to tell my mom that my shirt was fine, and then finally to let them know that I had spent large quantities of money on their card for food since I'd just spent excessively large quantities of money on my card for electronics and was running close to my credit limit. They were highly amused. Highly amused.
I ate toast today. No, really. I really did eat toast, so this is now officially an "I ate toast" blog.
Actually, right now, I feel more like
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
See, that's the biggest tolerance that I think most relationships have to develop. Most (not all, there are always exceptions) guys are very much like "you have a problem? Great, here's how to solve it and let me be logical in the meanwhile" and girls (again, not all) tend to want to explore the problem to the fullest extent and meander about before trying to come up with a solution that they're happy with. Guys just sort of optimize the problem and discover the correct solution, regardless of how easy (or nice) it is to implement. That, and I like complaining. Gives me something to talk about.
It was raining today, yet another thing that reminds me of
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
On the other hand, winter = Christmas = family = good, so maybe by that transitive process, we can say that winter = good. But maybe not.
So, in conclusion: I ate toast. I went shopping. It rained. I was cold. The end.
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Date: 2007-09-23 04:32 am (UTC)Mmm...Earl Grey…
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Date: 2007-09-25 01:07 am (UTC)I've heard that characterization about men/women before too. Specifically it was in the context of, "Hey, you, read this! You need to learn how to better deal with women." It was a website about how guys need to listen to women when they have a problem / complain, not offer solutions. Women (apparently) often want to work through a solution and have someone sympathizing with them in the process more than they necessarily want someone else to tell them the solution immediately. This is certain something I'm not good at. I am good at actually listening to people, but I tend to very quickly offer, "Have you tried this? How about that?" when it seems people haven't gotten to that stage of their story yet. I should probably work on that.
The funny thing is that the woman who told me this is the most coldly logical and rational woman I know. Although I think she might have been telling it to me in part as a 'This is how many other women function, it will help you to know it' thing than as something to know about her.
Rain is good. *smile* I've been enjoying the overcast and bits of rain, especially since I spent almost all of my summer in Southern California or Nevada. Ugh. Why did I do that? Oh, right - cute girl.
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Date: 2007-09-25 07:13 am (UTC)it was midway through college when i realized how much of a dick i sounded like when i did the solution thing vs. sympathy thing whenever people came to me with problems. i'm actually rather amazed i had any friends at all before i reached this epiphany...also, sympathy leads to talking, which is infinitely preferable to doing quantum mechanics, which is what i should be doing right now ><;;