ktron: (i want)
i may or may not have an interview today with a company that sells medical professionals their uniforms and other supplies.

trying to decide whether i must sit here, pitifully waiting by the phone for arrangements, or if it's safe to run to the gym as originally planned.

the latter, i suppose... a watched phone never rings. and we do have an answering machine, even if it's the generic voice-sythesized "please leave a message after the tone" because no one was ambitious enough to set it up...
ktron: (i want)
'twas a good evening. [livejournal.com profile] owl_tn called just as we were leaving for nashville, and he and his girlfriend swooped in and picked me up to go along for sports pub and coffee shop goodness. (to be a gossip monger -- i hadn't heard -- alex has a girlfriend!!! i wholly approve, she's cool.)

i think the family had more fun people-watching than merle-watching... on the way back, mom described one woman's shoes as "winkle pickers." and i'm afraid i accused her of making up words. but she wasn't, although she was describing them as square-toed instead of pointy! somehow the pre-existence of such a term delights me -- it sounds like something [livejournal.com profile] snazzyokapi would come up with. even if "spider stompers" worked every bit as well for the same concept.

and now i have a new quest: i must find a restaurant that serves winkles. not so easy in a land-locked state, but that just means it's a challenge.
ktron: (baptiste)
i'm in manchester visiting the family. fortuitous timing: [livejournal.com profile] tovven just happens to be home visiting hers too, so we got to hang out and catch up last night. but tonight, mom, dad, and grandma are all going to the ryman for a concert... i was going to stay here and raid mom's video collection, but it has recently been pointed out that downtown nashville surrounds the ryman and that a free ride's a free ride. i'm still not sure if i'm up to wandering around by myself, but i thought i'd check -- anyone in/around nashville and horribly bored/want to hang out with me this evening? if not, got any good recommendations for a coffee shop, ideally in easy walking distance from the ryman and full of interesting people to watch while sitting around for three hours with a book? or directions to the nearest arthouse movie theater? or anything else you'd do if you were, say, stuck near the ryman from 7:30 until whenever merle haggard gets tired and goes away?
ktron: (Default)
i feel better. shafi pointed out that technically, ye olde romans didn't conjugate names, either... they declined them.

i think i'm going to cave and get the phone. aside from a little anecdote about a refurbished battery exploding and nearly killing some poor guy, i haven't heard much bad after a night of intensively questioning everyone i ran into...

and i'd best be getting myself over to the municipal court. hopefully without any more botched one-ways in transit.
ktron: (i want)
anyone out there have experience, good or bad, with buying refurbished cell phones? while trying to get my number changed up for a local one, i found out that my cell phone plan is expired, and to make changes i'm going to have to get a new-and-different account anyway. so i'm shopping. at&t has a refurbished nec 525 - that's one of the fancy picture-takin' internet-usin' flip-phones - for free with a plan... i'm used to at&t wireless, i can live with the crappy reception here and there, but if i get one of these things, will it die the 91st day i have it?

other than that, anybody have any strong cell phone deal recommendations? i've been using a dinosaur, so i barely know what features i want... i'm thinking the 650 anytime minutes, national calling plan (in selected at&t-happy towns, of course), free nights and weekends, plus 1 MB of data up and down and a free phone every year for $47.98 a month looks alright... is it actually highway robbery? is a MB far too big or far too small? aagh!

the complexities of modern society confound me. at least we don't conjugate people's names.**

** at least not beyond making possessive forms... (this was a parenthetical, but it got too big, so now it's an end-note.) i've been trying to teach myself latin. i didn't take it in high school because it was dead and i figured i could go back and do it later, once i had a handy-for-travel language under my belt. (and i do apologize - i seem to be in a dash-heavy mood today; i'm unable to resist splashing them everywhere.) little did i imagine that i'd end up at a university that barely believes in teaching living languages, much less the classics. but anyways, i'm used to navigating comparatively highly inflected languages -- ok, fine, language, it's french -- but this is ridiculous! i was alright until i got to the example sentence in 2nd declension nouns -- "Maecenas, amicus Augusti, me in numero amicorum habet." and it suddenly dawned on me that "Augusti" is the genetive form of "Augustus" and that if you want to, say, take "Augustus" somewhere as a direct object, his name's going to be "Augustum." and i screamed in anguish and started beating my head against the wall.

i no longer blame the french for strange mutations like changing julius caesar into jules césare. (which, by the way, made one of the best jokes in the astérix movie, in my humble not-natively-speaking-french-and-thus-missing-most-of-the-good-puns opinion.)

but now that i've gotten over the initial frustration, i'm kinda starting to crave my own declension...
ktron: (i want)
but i've found that dave and i disagree pretty strongly on some of the finer points of jelly bean aesthetics. i'm mildly bored and acutely pumped full of sugar, so i thought i'd ask everyone else...

[Poll #277866]
ktron: (baptiste)
midnight's probably not the best time to intentionally imbibe caffeine for the first time in over a month.

but what a rush! i ended up staying awake until around 5 a.m. on about half a cup of coffee.
ktron: (fred)
dave and i just got back from our celebratory coffee and doughnuts run... (somewhat sadistically, he and his co-workers all decided each other's lenten disciplines. he got to give up doughnuts, cakes, and cookies. i was off caffeine.) the doughnuts were stale, and i guess i'll have to reacquire my taste for coffee, but we made it. i had a few chocolate-when-distracted slip-ups over the course of the season... but it decidedly killed the chemical addiction, which is what i was looking for.

and a quick survey question: when meeting your significant other's grandmother for the first time, is it more intimidating or less so if she's wearing a bunny suit?
ktron: (movie)
anybody seen gothika? any good? call me a snob, but based on previews i really wasn't interested. until i heard that mathieu kassovitz directed. (hurrah, borders had a copy of the french edition of premiere magazine! and they always have at least one article on kassovitz...) you know, the guy who played amélie's love interest? which alone wouldn't motivate me to obsessively seek his movies, but he also starred in amen and directed la haine, interesting movies both, which indicates at least a certain degree of taste overlapping mine...

despite the sudden spark of interest, i got matrix revolutions for tonight... no great expectations, but dave and i agreed we might as well finish out the series.
ktron: (creepy)
on npr's marketplace, they mentioned that the ford model-t got 25 miles per gallon nearly a century ago? quick websearch reveals several environmental orgs bitching that it got better gas mileage than modern SUVs, which seems to corroborate.

i hadn't heard. that's amazing. my car does better, but just barely.
ktron: (fred)
hurrah for tax returns!

dave got his taxes done professionally, whereas i tackled the 1040A myself. he's getting a slightly bigger chunk back, and i think he said it was something called a "hope credit" that made up most of the difference. i'm happy with what i got, but i'm curious... i think it had something to do with paying to get educated. i took a deduction, i guess i could've taken a credit instead, possibly leading to bigger money? anyone know?
ktron: (creepy)
angie was telling me about this last night... last friday, someone found a woman's burning body in a field near baxter. turns out it was a physicist from oak ridge; her son's being charged. (the news story indicates he's probably a fellow TTU grad... wonder if this'll make the year's alumni newsletter...) sad, yet i can't help thinking...

really, cookeville's a very nice, very safe little college town in tennessee. i never heard of much run-of-the-mill murder or violence, rarely even a mugging.

but if it's bizarre and/or grisly, it could happen there... politicians killing their opponents, drug-crazed kids knocking off an old woman to steal a one-dollar bill, a husband slaying his wife, himself, and their child in her divorce lawyer's office... even the story about the dog getting killed when cops mistakenly chased down its owner's car had a cookeville connection...

i always used to walk home at night, safe in the knowledge that the sorts of criminals who prey on single women walking through poorly lit parking lots just wouldn't fit in.

ramble...

Apr. 7th, 2004 02:34 pm
ktron: (dreamy)
so the washer wasn't broken. at least i don't think it was. nor was it under warranty, as it turns out.

the warranty ran out march 16. no as-promised notification to say the warranty was up and offer renewal, and they wanted $200 to restart a lapsed policy.

after a visit to the laundromat to finish my interrupted load of laundry, we went to lowe's and found a similar washer for around $300... which led to a hell no to $200 for repairs. i convinced dave to try some simple stuff before getting the new washing machine. so we go home, unplug machine, put it in the other electrical socket, watch it go. yeah.

we're starting to suspect we have electrical problems.

angie and john came up to visit and save the day. and got me all contacted up with lu, who's lived here for a while. it felt so good to laugh and talk a million-miles-a-minute and have old stories in common...

i haven't really thought of myself being as lonely here as that last sentence sounded... i know it takes time to find a nitch and good friends and so on anyplace -- at least i have a common language with most folks here. no need to resign myself to the life of a hermit, but i get so impatient sometimes. poor dave, being the numero uno target for anything and everything i have to say in a typical day. often much more than i have to say... my current lackadaisical lifestyle generates few tales of wonder, yet the talking impulse goes on and on and leads to rambling and repetition...

like here. but anyway...

acK!

Apr. 6th, 2004 02:45 pm
ktron: (creepy)
i can't even manage to be nice and domestic during my lack of gainful employment. now i seem to have broken dave's washing machine...

really, it could've at least made a funny sound if it was going to do this to me. about halfway through doing a load of laundry, i, in classic style, realized i'd forgotten to add detergent. going over to fix the problem and start over, i find that the washer is rather still. but no funny sounds, maybe it's just soaking, so i go ahead and add the detergent. it doesn't budge. and then it starts smelling like singed electronics, so i unplug it and make a woeful phone call.

fortunately, it's under warranty, so he claims to still love me.
ktron: (clock)
as temp agents go, i guess i'm employed, just haven't yet received a "go work here tomorrow" call. it took three hours, by the time i got there, found that my birth certificate would not function in the place of my long-lost social security card this time (actually, i could swear mom mentioned finding it not too long ago, 3rd grade signature in green ink and all; i thought i'd lost it in france), shuffled a couple blocks over to the social security office and back, signed who knows how many forms, rewrote most of my resume on their application, and took typing and proofreading tests. good thing they were able to transfer up my scores from word and excel... i type 69 wpm now, and my typical capitalization and punctuation habits seem not to have influenced my grasp of real english.

waiting by the phone...
ktron: (i want)
yesterday, i finally declared myself sufficiently settled in and rested to go to the local branch of my old temp agency to get my files transferred up. after an hour and a half of fooling with them, router and internet are up and working, so i printed off driving directions from yahoo maps. i can more or less find my way around west knoxville these days, but the university and further east is a mystery. downtown, where i was headed, is just scary.

i head out around 3 p.m., it's about 15 miles so that should be plenty before closing, right? oh no, the interstate exit doesn't let off on the street yahoo claims it does. with my infamous sense of direction, i proceed to get lost for about an hour and a half. halfway back to my place on middlebrook before i find a suitable turn-around, the all over the old city, somewhat out of the old city, back in, finally into what's formally considered downtown... leading to a grand climax of seeing the street i was looking for. and turning onto it. followed directly by a cop. and slowly, slowly, in slow-motion, the knowledge seeps in. it's a one-way street. the cars on both sides are parked the same direction. the opposite direction from that in which my car is travelling. and there are pretty blue lights in my rearview. oops.

and that, my friends, is how i got my first-ever traffic citation. i was able to point to just where the hell i thought i was going, right there a block in front of me. and to add further incompetence and idiocy, i managed to hand the cop two different insurance cards: one for 2002, the other for 2003. as long as i show up to traffic court with a valid one, they'll probably dismiss it as a warning and keep my record clean.

by this time it was 4:30... and despite being within a block of manpower, flustration (yes, i know i'm making up a word, but i like it) led to total defeat and retreat back home.

the happy ending: today, it only took ten minutes to find the place. and when i finally got there, despite looking very not-busy, they told me to come back monday. by the end of next week, i should be an expert.
ktron: (creepy)
just fixed up the encryption... turns out we were using different keys in different parts of the apartment, and crossing out a couple digits and replacing them fixed it.

but now... will it let me post to livejournal without complaint? for some reason, nearly everything for which you need a login's been malfunctioning all morning. ('cept my e-mail, which is how i got the last post in.) prob'ly just as well if it was going unencrytped... but yeah. if you see this, the non-encryption was indeed the problem.

**quick update: yay! it worked! and on that note... i should go job-shop. i'm tempted to add "fantastic ability to waste ungodly amounts of time tackling and solving silly computer problems with no prior knowledge of the issues involved" to my resume. s'pose it's why i like linux so much...**
ktron: (fred)
did i ever mention how awesome my dad is? he just happened to have an extra power supply sitting around out in the garage. and since that seems to have indeed been the problem, my computer's been far less grumpy since i took it home to see the parents.

(anybody else identify strongly with yesterday's word-of-the-day? resistentialism. oh yeah. i KNOW that all printers hate me.)

so yesterday, once it got a tad late in the day to go job fishing, i went shopping for wireless networking stuff. because running wires down the two flights of stairs in the apartment just isn't practical. i ended up breaking my vow not to spend any more money on things for this computer that can't easily be transferred to a laptop, but the slower-speed usb receiver was $30 more than the higher-speed card i got. and by the time i actually get a laptop, it'll likely all be obsolete anyway.

and now i'm drinking my morning cup o' tea to the sound of rtl2 instead of trying to glean useful information out of three tv news channels. i like it.

i haven't figured out how to do the encryption stuff yet, but methinks i'd rather enjoy the internet for a while before i break it again. so if you happen to live next door to me, enjoy the free access for the day...

neat-o!

Mar. 28th, 2004 04:21 pm
ktron: (baptiste)
hrm... haven't taken the time yet to go through and compare with this list of english's most frequently used, but the #1's there match...

the117 it's16 no10
to81 or16 like10
i80 on16 even10
of68 out16 as10
a64 this15 an10
and63 not15 too9
in39 is14 with9
but37 they14 are9
that33 i'm13 got9
it31 from13 just9
my28 up13 back9
for28 than13 much8
so20 more12 still8
all19 at11 about8
have16 be11 by8
was16 me11 make8
LJ Word Count (Beta!) by [livejournal.com profile] hutta

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