My apartment has power!

I called my apartment, the answering machine picked up.

I am *this* much closer to going home for good.

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Posted in NOLA

fuck a bunch of apple.

September 26, 2005 2:24pm

iPod AC Adapter Ok, so at Andre‘s house the other weekend, I managed to hose my iPod’s internal list of songs.
Weak. Totally my fault, but weak nonetheless.

Anyways, I could still access the songs when hooked up to a laptop, so not all was lost.
I backed up all my music to a hard disk, and proceeded to wipe it / format it for mac.
Well, it starts the process, then proceeds to tell me I have to plug it into the wall to complete the process.

What the ever-flying fuck? It’s plugged into my laptop, it’s got power, what else?!? Why the wall?
I left my AC adapter in Houston, figuring I could just charge all I wanted through my USB port.

So now, instead of having a partially crippled 60GB iPod, I have a fully crippled 60GB iPod.
All because of some stupid AC adapter.

Fuck you Apple. Fuck you right through your pants.

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Posted in Geekery, Grrr...

fook. ass.

September 26, 2005 7:49am

9-23-05 5:55pm

I sit here, at O’Malley’s Pub (no, not that O’Malley’s Bar).
After a redonkulous climb up a steep-ass hill to get here, I find a place to lock to, and enter.
The first thing I notice when I sit down at the bar: the copper bar top is cool, and somehow, they channel the cold air to the edge of the bar, cooling your arms.
It’s pretty cool.

Unfortunately, that’s the only thing about this god-forsaken bar that is cool.
The Guinness Draught is almost warm, and they don’t have hard liquor.
I said fuck (not very loudly), and the bartender told me to watch my mouth.

What in the bloody fuck is wrong with this place?
Luckily, it’s friday, and they close late.
10pm.

There is a neighbor with a wireless signal, but it’s not strong enough to hitch to, so I am reduced to writing this up in nano.

My one word summary of this bar? : fuckthisplace.

Fuck this county, fuck their liquor laws, and fuck these hills.
I can’t wait to get back to Houston. Never thought I’d say that.

:edit:
The food part of this place closes at ten.
The people are nice, the liquor laws aren’t.