Testing out my new laptop battery . . . if the damned thing doesn't shut off in twenty minutes, I know that I am gold.
Which is good because in twenty minutes, Voyager is on. I am completely obsessed with that show. I watch it at eleven in the morning and midnight every day. Of course, they never play any of the episodes in order and they're only airing the last season right now, so I have no idea what's going on - but it's my favourite Star Trek. And, as I discovered when I was self-employed, you can pretty much watch Star Trek all day, every day, if you have the right channels.
In other news, tomorrow I plan to seriously crack down and work on my school applications. The deadlines are all around 15 January, so my time span for procrastinating is rapidly shortening.
Let's hope that this year I am a little more lucky when it comes to being accepted at university. I'm really tired of those thin little rejection letters . . .
Fucking snow . . .
Also, fucking money . . .
My Mac has a battery that has decided to quit on me after twenty minutes, regardless of how charged it is. This is a common problem, apparently, among Macs bought at the same period of time as I did. However, my battery is not included in the list of serial numbers covered under the recall, so I have to shell out the $159.99 required for a new one. At least the shipping is free.
Not to mention that Rogers decided not to send us a bill for four months. Or, rather, they sent us bills, but to Andy's old apartment on Riverside. Where he hasn't lived for a year. And from which he has changed his billing address twice. Not to mention the fact that the Rogers guy had to come to my house to install the cable in the first place . . .
So now the bill is $1100.
Now, keep in mind that $200 of that is owed by Greg's father because he bought Greg NHL Centre Ice. Then Andy's company covers internet and phone (of course, Rogers only provided us with photo copies of the bills and BBM-Neilsen won't accept copies, so this might end up being a big NO), so, divided by three, it's only a couple of hundred dollars each.
But still, right around Christmas? Not cool.
On the plus side, I am almost finished my shopping. Just Thida, Chris, Meghan, and John & Sue left . . .
Oh god I'm so married.
You know what we did today?
After I vacuumed and did the laundry and Pie fixed the networking options on my printer, we put up a new set of curtains in the guest room (Chel, so you and your swain can have a little bit o' darkness), and then we went shopping for new smoke alarms. We were also on the lookout for a bread box AND A NEW FUCKING LAUNDRY HAMPER.
How domestic can you get?
Christ.
How is it that time moves so unbelievably fast?
I swear it was summer two weeks ago - and I totally believed it was Tuesday last week when it was, in fact, Friday. Just when you need time to do things, it just slips away on you . . .
On the other hand, it's not like I haven't been super-productive these past few weeks. I figured out how to take the screens off my windows (finally), and gave them a good clean, then put vapour barriers over all of them. As soon as I get my hands on an extension cord, I'll hair dryer the shit out of them so they're all tight and stuff.
I also got myself some new plantar fasciitis shoes, so I feel like I'm walking on sunshine all the time now. It's amazing what some motion control will do for pronation. And I finally got myself some athletic tape and, with Melinda's long-distance guidance, taped my feet for hockey. My skates were positively COMFY, a sensation I have never had before. I actually thought that skates were supposed to be a little painful, like climbing shoes, just so you knew they fit right. I was wrong, apparently.
Another thing I did was finally join the Society for International Hockey Research. Turns out it's not as high-profile as I thought it was, and most of its members are really old men, but it's only $30 a year and I have the contact information for all its members, some of whom have written books I've read.
Of course, I haven't done any school-related stuff. Which is actually why I got on the computer in the first place today.
So here's my list of things to do. It's mostly just for my own affirmation so I can see it in public and know that I need to get my ass in gear:
Alison To-Do:
McMASTER
Application Deadline:
Application Cost:
Find Anth Contacts: Done
Email Anth Contacts about project and visit in January:
Email Soc Contacts about visit in January: Done
Check Available Scholarships:
Print Applications:
MEMORIAL
Application Deadline:
Application Cost:
Find Anth Contacts: Done
Email Anth Contacts about project and visit in January:
Email Soc Contacts about visit in January: Done
Check Available Scholarships:
Print Applications:
CALGARY
Application Deadline:
Application Cost:
Find Anth Contacts:
Email Anth Contacts about project and visit in January:
Email Soc Contacts about visit in January: Done
Check Available Scholarships:
Print Applications:
Lots.
It's just ridiculous how fast time flies. I'm already plotting out where to put the Christmas tree . . .
I'm also trying to get money from the government for school. $37k a year for four years would be SWEET.
I'm also trying to figure out how to organize a cross-country extravaganza road trip that would take me to all three destination universities, enable me to meet with potential supervisors, tour the campus, suss out the city, and evaluate the job and housing market, in less than a week. It's going to be FUN.