My functions are overloaded.

Just when you thought it was safe
to have a nice long soak in the bathtub....

I'd say it's quiet over here, but if it were quiet, hell, I'd have time to do something and show it to you. Instead, I have discovered that there are such things as tubsharks, and I have been immersed in the "Spiff's Special Don'tGetYourProgrammerAssFired Intensive C++ Tutorial" so that I can write the programs for my homework properly (read: not the way the notes say to do them) and study for my final on Tuesday.

We've also had a massive power outage right when said homework was due, just to make my life interesting and necessitate a complete restocking of the freezer and refrigerator. That and the teachers' strike that has delayed the opening of school by one day, completely obliterating any chance that I will study anything without a tubshark climbing out of the bath and running down the hall, giggling maniacally and tracking suds everywhere, naked except for a pair of swim goggles, has essentially caused my functions to be overloaded, as it were.

So, you know, I'd show you a white bunny, but it turns out I need to spin more to make the ears, and if I could spin yarn from my own whirling self, well, I'd be golden. But it doesn't work that way. So the bunny will have to wait, although she promises to be quite lovely. She will even be sporting a few choice accessories. I refuse to say more. But they're...special.

Meanwhile, the SyndiCate and one of her trusted cohorts have cooked up a plan to send me a wheel. Yep, you read that right. A freaking wheel. Looms land on some people, but a wheel is about to land on me. It's a Hitchhiker, appropriately enough, and it's hitching my way, to live with me until I buy myself a wheel. It's one hell of a wonderful gesture, a measure of generosity that came out of the blue, and I get close to tears if I really think about it. I'm pretty sure I'll cry when it arrives. Yeah, I'm like that....

We also have a new victim of Pony friend in town, who is actually an old friend if you don't count the fact that we have never met in person before last week:

Kate has finally moved to our fair city, and we were so thrilled,
we gave her our most enthusiastic, fitted welcome, as it were.

It's so cool to finally meet someone with whom I've been whining talking online for so long, and clearly, she's got as much of a sense of humour in person as she does on her blog. Otherwise, how could we explain this:

Now, that's a good friend.
We give you the Pony Burka.
Pardon the blur...we were a bit excited.

So, that's all the news that's fit to blog, at the moment. I'm hoping to do some really intensive spinning, knitting, cleaning, and vegetating after Tuesday, because in two weeks I start all over again with two more programming courses. All in the interest of quality technical communication, dontcha know. Either that, or I'm insane. Shut up. I'm relaxing as hard as I can.

Meanwhile, check your tub.
You never know what might be lurking in there.

August 27, 2005 5:56 PM  | Permalink  | Comments (19)  | Print