The Great Big Sea Last.fm station is on in the lab now.
I ordered a new computer this Sunday, and no matter how long it takes to get to me, it won't be soon enough. It's a Dell, it'll suit my needs in regards to word processing, Internet access, and media playing, and it'll be blue and coordinate with my camera and MP3 player.
And the IT department will give me nearly all the software and programs I'll need, and the rest I can download, like the codec to play AVI files. So I paid for some very nice hardware and a pretty chassis, with much more memory and storage capacity than my old computer at about the same price. I'll keep the old one as a redundant word processing backup, I suppose.
In the meantime, I'm still working on the outstanding essay due this Friday; I'm reduced to Wordpad and Notepad, which is just slightly ahead of a typewriter in that I can still save documents and edit quickly. It should be done by Thursday night, which is cheering in the way that managing to pick yourself up after a bad fall always is.
The essay's for my management class. Yesterday while waiting for the bus, I started a conversation with a guy waiting for me, and after I told him what I'm studying, I dispelled some common misconceptions about the profession - yes, it's usually quiet, but it's a lot more complicated than just shelving books. When I told him about the management class' in-class exercises - "Is it ethical to fire this employee in this situation? Should she be kept on with probation?" - he was pretty impressed.
And in other news, it's stopped snowing for the day, and I need to get onto building a box for a scrapbook which is now just a collection of scraps. The congruence of the words, plus the big yelling moment in Iron Man, leads to a fair amount of amusement on my part.
And the IT department will give me nearly all the software and programs I'll need, and the rest I can download, like the codec to play AVI files. So I paid for some very nice hardware and a pretty chassis, with much more memory and storage capacity than my old computer at about the same price. I'll keep the old one as a redundant word processing backup, I suppose.
In the meantime, I'm still working on the outstanding essay due this Friday; I'm reduced to Wordpad and Notepad, which is just slightly ahead of a typewriter in that I can still save documents and edit quickly. It should be done by Thursday night, which is cheering in the way that managing to pick yourself up after a bad fall always is.
The essay's for my management class. Yesterday while waiting for the bus, I started a conversation with a guy waiting for me, and after I told him what I'm studying, I dispelled some common misconceptions about the profession - yes, it's usually quiet, but it's a lot more complicated than just shelving books. When I told him about the management class' in-class exercises - "Is it ethical to fire this employee in this situation? Should she be kept on with probation?" - he was pretty impressed.
And in other news, it's stopped snowing for the day, and I need to get onto building a box for a scrapbook which is now just a collection of scraps. The congruence of the words, plus the big yelling moment in Iron Man, leads to a fair amount of amusement on my part.
