I love my speakers. :(
And it could be THREE WEEKS. And I had to borrow my old monitor from Faya's computer (which she hasn't used more than a handful of times since I set it up, btw, so if she throws a fit, lilymc, you tell her I said my needs were greater and to go to hell and die), which is thirteen inches and my regular one is seventeen, and I know I'm a spoiled little techwhore (I was *raised* that way!) but it's just so very SMALL. Okay, it's pretty high-res, it's not a *bad* monitor, it's not particularly blurry or anything (though mine's clearer), but it's *small*. And I had to borrow speakers (and we got home and realized the adapter wouldn't work, so we had to go all the way back to Maple Ridge because we'd rented a movie and it's due back tomorrow and otherwise it would be an even bigger waste of time) from lilymc, and it just ocurred to me that that last side-comment is going to go unread because the brat's at Camp Narnia (note to self: get postcards tomorrow/today) and won't see this 'til she's already back and hopefully so is my monitor, but these speakers are inferior to my speakers, and if I turn them up above level six with the TV or the DVD player they buzz. *sulks*
Stupid bloody monitor. Hmm. Maybe I can write this off as a school supply...
And I was going to phone dianahobart because she said they were going out to UBC tomorrow and she knows the campus better and would tourguide it better for groundskeeper than I would, but after the whole adapter thing I forgot until just now, so if you do see this before you go tomorrow (today), Nadja, phone me?
Okay. Is now very late, and damnit, this monitor *is* blurry, I can barely read the clock. *sulks some more*
EDIT: We rented Matchstick Men. Good, though I *totally* did not see that coming, and I called the guy with the gun a good minute in advance.
UNCREATIVELY NAMED EDIT: I saw a girl last week wearing a black t-shirt printed only with "WTF?!" in white. I laughed *way* too hard for a random passing stranger. She may have thought I was insane. (Not that she's *wrong* - I'm just not *that* kind of insane. ;)