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NaNoWriMo Day 28

NaNoWriMo Day 28

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Right. So, spent the day doing stuff around the house and doing a little bit of shopping with my mother and grandmother. Ended up organising one of the cabinets as well as the pantry, which just validated all of the hours that I have sunk into Tetris. I swear, I have played that game so much that the theme music is one of myfavourite childhood songs. All I need to do is write lyrics for it.

Anyway, I also helped out in the backyard today by cleaning up all of the debris left behind by drastically cutting back all of the perennial vegetation. Also learned exactly why Sawgrass has that name. As it turns out, it is quite serrated. I have little annoying cuts up and down my left arm to attest to this.

I have to say, Strawberry plants are evil and plan to take over the world, starting with my mother's garden. Seriously, they were planted in this nifty tiered planter, and they have been sending out runners insanely far. We were finding them well over a meter from the main plants, and those were starting to root themselves securely.

So, I asked my mother something. "Mom," I asked, "How attached are you to these strawberries? I mean, let's suppose that by sheer chance they were burned to the ground. And by equally improbable chance somebody accidentally dropped a couple of hundred pounds of salt on the ashes. And then accidentally tripped over a tiller, mixing the salt into the soil and thereby guaranteeing that nothing would ever grow there again?"

She was not amused.

Ended up using the sawgrass to bed down the strawberries for the winter, which was a clever use of what would otherwise have gone in the garbage. It also means that we basically never need to buy hay for those strawberries again, as we have a ready supply of straw. Significantly more than we needed, in my opinion. But, it is that much less that needed to be bagged by me, for which I am thankful.

I got a coupleof new pairs of shoes today, both of which look nicer than I normally wear. Up until today, the main shoes that I bummed around in were my black steel-toed sneakers that I had cut the material off of the toe on. I personally like the look, as it reminds me of silver-tipped cowboy boots. Plus, the steel toes make it utilitarian. If you know me at all, you know just how much I love utilitarian clothing.

Which brings me to the point of fashion. This is something that I have been thinking about for a few days now, and I have a couple of ideas about fashion. Now, I have my very own particular style, and most people who are into 'pop' culture dislike the way I look. Oddly enough, many people who aren't mainstream enjoy my look.

This strikes me as unusual, as I don't look like anything from any of the major underground cultures. It's also strange tome that my clothing style is not worn by more people, asit is incredibly comfortable. Really, I just wear a loose-fitting t-shirt with cargo pants that have (in the opinion of mainstream culture) far too many pockets.

I think I've written about my love of pockets before, so I shan't go into it further here. Needless to say, the pants are also generally loose-fitting, as it provides fewer restriction to my movement. That is key to my style. Freedom of movement. This is why I dislike wearing long-sleeved shirts, and why I dislike tight-fitting clothing.

It also has the benefit of making me look slimmer than I actually am, so that is a bonus that I thoroughly enjoy. It's fun surprising people with how much I weigh. Not quite so fun actually weighing that much, but that is something that I am working on. I'm also working on a generally more pleasant attitude. Hopefully it shows in this writing.

Anyway, the final piece of my wardrobe would be my shoes. I really feel uncomfortable wearing anything but shoes that have steel toes in them. Ever since my Masonry experiences, they have just been the most comforting shoes I can wear. There is just something about the heft of steel that sets me at ease. However, I do recognise that I can't wear steel-toed boots everywhere, since I don't work construction.

Luckily, there was some fashion-conscious shoe designer out there that felt my pain. So, there are plenty of steel-toed shoes and sneakers out there that are moderately stylish. Yes,some concessions had to be made when it comes to a slim toe, as ANSI standards are fairly rigorous. So, they do tend to have fairly wide toes. I don'tmindit, but I know that there are some people out there that hate it.

That's something that I have a difficult time understanding. I don't see how somebody can dislike someone based solely on how they dress. To be honest, it makes about as much sense as hating someone based on the colour of their skin. I think those lessons to not judge a book by it's cover stuck too deep with me. I don't know. Heck, that might be why I have such an easy time getting people to like me.

Anyway, I have met some of the most interesting and eloquent people because I don't really care how they look. As a matter of fact, I have found more interesting people dressed like 'freaks' than interesting people dressed 'normal'. That's not to say that I promote always wearing things that are 'abnormal'. I recognise that there is a time and place for such attire. For me, that location is the workplace.

Even then, I tend towards the more comfortable of my dressy clothing. I honestly believe that if someone is wearing what they find comfortable, then they will work with more enthusiasm. I just find it hard to believe that uncomfortable dress code has no effect on morale, you know? So, I am glad when a job has a fairly lenient dress code.

I can't recall where I was going with this. I had a train of thought going fairly nicely, but then Bamboo Cactus hit on my playlist and the train derailed. I'm starting to think that I should remove it, as it doeskeep me from writing at a steady pace. I don't know, though. It's a really good somg, and I would hate to see it go.

Oh! That's what else I was going to talk about. My computer. So, today was a day where my Mom's Husband went in and updated the crap out of all of my anti- virus, malware, and spyware. For some reason he seemed to think that this computer would be riddled with virii, after being plugged into the internet twenty-four seven.

What people don't really understand is that I care for this computer's immune system very much. I take internet safety seriously, which surprises people. I may seem aloof, but when online, I am constantly vigilant. I do not open strange e-mails, I do not go to strange sites, and there is no way in hell you will get me to click on anything that seems even remotely fishy.

So after running several different programs, the results were as I expected. Absolutely clean. I was interested to not exactly how much Vista keeps in it's temporary files, as he also ran a disk cleaner utility. In the few months that I have owned this computer, I had about a gig and a half in the temporary folders. Almost no internet cookies, though. That was to be expected, as I have Chrome set to auto-clear cookies.

Have I mentioned how very much I love Chrome? It is an absolute gem of a browser. Sure, there are a couple of features that I did not expect, but that just makes me happier that they exist. Like, the ability to drag a tab from Firefox into Chrome. That was the strangest thing I had ever seen.

For those of you who don't know, Chrome lets you drag tabs from different instances of the browser. So, if you have a tab from one window, you can yank it into a different one. I had been using chrome for a couple ofweeks, and gotten incredibly used to it. I ended up opening Firefox for some reason or another, and ended up with a tab that had information similar to a couple tabs open in Chrome.

So, by sheer reflex I dragged the tab over to the relevant Chrome tab. Lo and behold, it dragged right over, and slotted into place on Chrome. Sadly, it doesn't work the other way around. That's okay, though. It works one way, and that's enough for me. I can't see myself willingly uninstalling Chrome any time soon. Working on a computer without it, I can see. Uninstalling it? No.

Anyway, not entirely certain how long this is so far, as I stupidly closed the browser window that had the wordcounter that I was using after I was disconnected from the network here. And, since I was hardwired in rather than wirelessly accessing, it's not just an easy reconnect. I think I was using the cable from the media center, which has since been reconnected. So, I get to shove this onto a flash drive and cart it over to a computer that is hooked in to the network.

So, I'm now on a computer that is hooked up to the network. As it turns out, this post is now around 1600 words, which means I am going to cut it off here while I still have access to the network. So, goodnight everybody, and stay safe out there.
  • You could probably figure out some connection between sumptuary laws, expectations people form when seeing certain kinds of clothing, and the traditional/stereotypical forms of business clothing (white-collar office v. blue-collar worksite, T-shirt & jeans hacker style v. "business casual" office wear) and why people feel free to behave like asshats when you're wearing the "wrong" clothing, but I don't care enough and I suspect you don't either. ;)
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