Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry


Well, for a brief span of an hour and a half, I was pretty sure I was going to be working alone last night. Again. Not that I mind all that much, but it goes against store policy and all that, so I did what they yelled at me last time for not doing and went down the list of managers and assistant managers. Guess what? Not a single one of them even bothered to return my call. Luckily, Rue was awake and didn't mind coming in for that little bit of time until R. woke up and noticed he was an hour and a half late for work. Yum. I love the guy, I really do, but this is getting a little tiresome. And last night wasn't exactly dead due to the number of bikers in town for street vibrations, so I was a little freaked about working alone that close to downtown. And there was one guy who came in that I really didn't need to deal with. Luckily, he left relatively fast.

Hmmm. Must go and get jugs. Not those kind, sicko. The kind I can store all the chemicals in once I mix them, which I have to do soon as I have another roll of film due Monday and I have to develop it at home. Well, not at home, because there isn't enough counter space, but I plan on utilizing Mom's garage either tomorrow or Sunday for the task. Lots of space, quiet, and a sink. Yes, the idea of me with chemicals is rather frightening.

Well, I don't know how permanent it is, but now we're playing Beethoven 4 instead of 1 in orchestra. Not that I mind, because 4 is a good deal harder than 1, but I haven't played 1 in a while and I like it, for all that it's rooted firmly in the classical period. 4, on the other hand, is much more romantic. Hence harder, but there are bits that are truly breathtaking. And the last movement really moves. Actually, the last two, since the third is a scherzo, which is like a minuet, only in a hopping one. Funner. Harder. And the whole piece is rooted around Bb Major, which makes it a pain when it modulates into minor moments and all of a sudden there are four or five more flats in the mix.

And last, but not least, we have a DVD player. saendie, in a gesture of magniminity, lovingly donated her old one to us. (thankyouthankyouthankyou) Yay! Now I feel like I've at least perused the 21st century. Oh, the possibilities this creates. Anyone have any suggestions on what my 1st DVD should be?

More later. Breakfast calls. And it sounds disturbingly like Rue...


( 3 comments — Leave a comment )
Sep. 27th, 2002 08:11 am (UTC)
Ummmmm...yeah. But uh, don't hold your breath on the whole DVD thing. I visited three stores yesterday, including Circuit City. Nobody seems to know what a modulator is or where I might find one.

The quest continues. Dundadadun!
Sep. 28th, 2002 02:55 am (UTC)
Weird. Try Radio Shack, if they still don't know what a modulator is, tell them you need it to hook your DVD player up to your TV and they'll realize you need the little black box.
That or Marvin Martian's "space" modulator...
Sep. 27th, 2002 08:28 am (UTC)
What, Rue says "snap crackle pop"? Or does your cereal talk about Shaman King?
( 3 comments — Leave a comment )



Latest Month

March 2013
Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by Witold Riedel