Yowza

Yup, I'm already $40 over my limit, so I will not be turning the computer on again until Saturday. Grrrr.

I received a package from home today - the parentals have started to mail all of my boxes to me. I don't know if it's going to wind up being more expensive than if I could have gotten a moving company, but I don't care. My things are starting to make their way west.

I have a photo of the Gaijin Gang during our first Yuusuzumikai (the summer festival in which I wow-ed audiences with just how high my breasts rose when I was strapped in to my summer kimono ^_^) on my desk now, and it makes me laugh. There I am with my crazy bleached blonde hair, and there's Sean and Danni and Pat. I remember the good times now, so one day in the future I am sure I will look back at any bad times I am having now with the same degree of forgetfulness.

That being said, I am really tired today. My body senses that the end of the Festival is rapidly approaching, and is telling me to give in to my desire to pull the covers over my head in the morning and just sleep all day. Today has been a long day of meetings I didn't want to have (well, actually, only one meeting, but it drained me).

My luck seemed to change at lunchtime, though - Heather took me up to the Fingers Site because there were sheep out (that I saw with my own eyes). And then I got the package from home and an emergency kit for my car from the folks at Whitehorse Motors. So I guess today was more positive than negative ^_^

Here's a photo from my last summer festival, back in 2007. Sean and I are looking pretty cute ^_^

Argh! Download limits!

As a result of my friend Paulette's suggestion that I give Sharpe a watch, I have been downloading episodes like a mad fiend. As of yesterday at 4:00pm, I was at 19,286MB - but I didn't know that until this morning. I had downloaded another episode overnight, which will put me over the 20GB limit for the month...with 4 days left in April.

Curses.

On the up side, May starts on Saturday, so I won't be denied the pleasure of watching the new Ashes to Ashes as I relax on the weekend.

I can see I will have to be a bit more prudent in the future.

Sharpe is really good - set during the war with France in the early 1800s, it is the story of man who rises from the ranks of the British Army through his heroic efforts. In the first episode, he saves the life of Sir Arthur Wellesley (who later becomes Lord Wellington) and is promoted to Lieutenant. Sharpe is not from the nobility, which is a huge social issue (he's not even from the gentry - his mother was a prostitute and he was raised on the streets), and throughout the first episode he struggles to win the respect of both his men and his fellow officers. He has a sense of honour but he fights dirty - he fights to win.

This is a roundabout way of saying that Richard Sharpe is a delightful bit of rough, which is a change from my other fictional Napoleonic-era boyfriend, Horatio Hornblower. HH is the son of a doctor who rises through the ranks of the Navy through his heroic actions. Unlike Sharpe, HH is only 17 at the beginning of the series, and he is a lot more of a gentleman than Sharpe.

What I'm trying to say is, expect a number of Napoleonic references from me for the next month or so. That's usually the length of one of my fits ^_^

Still no laptop

Alas, Computron IV! Will you ever be virus-free and back in my hands? How crushing if I have to cancel my internet subscription almost immediately after getting connected.

This means, of course, that I won't be able to email Internet Guy this weekend, or see if he responds to today's email (which I put a lot of effort into during my french toast lunch). Part of me thinks I should give him my phone number, but the other part of me knows that I hate talking on the phone, and then there would be the guilt of not wanting to talk to someone who called long distance...

I hope my fabric is at the post office. It would be nice to have something new to work on...because I am putting the binding on my rainbow quilt tonight!

Okay, the day is almost over. Time to pack things away.

Cyber-herpes

I can't believe it - I have the internet back for less than a week, and my anti-virus software craps out and leaves me with a raging case of cyber-herpes.

Was it the Black Eyed Peas album I downloaded? Could my sekrit desire for music I could dance to in the privacy of my own living room have infected Computron IV with this virus issue? Fergie, I trusted you!

It's a good thing I have a meeting tonight, so I won't have a lot of time to cry over how ridiculous the whole situation is. I may be able to rectify the situation tomorrow with the help of a local computer guy, but in the meantime I am going to pout.