Living the non-ovine life

I just looked up stuff online to see if I could find a "fishy" word to describe the person who keeps wanting me to post about my life. All I found out was that as bovine is to cows, caprine is to goats, and ovine is to sheep. Can you believe that? I found that using Google Sets ;-). Anyway - my day is pretty cool having finally had people in this apartment that neither wanted my rent money nor shared such a large percentage of my DNA.

All I'm about today is that it's HOT in my apartment. My computer is keeping cool - I have a portable fan next to it right now (it's poor little graphics card has been overheating ALL WEEKEND). I'm still hot. If I shell out $30 for a fan that fits inside my computer, I might remember to stick that little fan at the top of my desk - as my apartment is being blasted with heat from the floors below. My windows don't open and have furthermore been painted shut.

More on being a nerd - I want to turn my spare computer into a TiVo. Ok, nothing as stupid as a TiVo, and nothing as expensive as a Media Center PC. I want to be able to watch all my movies from my computer without any discs anymore (hey, it worked with MP3's) and check the weather, record tv shows, and all that. I already see some software to help me along. There are some pretty pictures HERE so not being a nerd doesn't have to leave you out from taking a look.

Umm...life is good here. However, I hate not being smart enough to budget my time so I can get things done around here. I want to redo my web site - sorry, Blogdor, but I've just outgrown you. I want something better and since I can - why not? Yes, to any of you who know me well, I have rewritten my web site no less than every year and a half. So what, every major commercial web site changes about that often. True, I'm not a team of developers and I rarely update my web site when I'm not rewriting it.

Time management = bad.

I spent the last 4 hrs. troubleshooting 2 computer problems in my house. I was going to work on my new web site from about 5p.m. till at least 9p.m. Then, I was going to have a macaroni and cheese break. It's 10:24 now and I'm about to have my mac and cheese break.

Thought of the day:

"When I'm at work, I seem to have no trouble staying on a task. Why can't someone pay me for my hobbies?"

-- I'm looking to solve that one way or another.