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Bah Humbug.
Dec. 11th, 2007 03:08 am[NOTE: My H key only works if I press down hard and stop to actually notice it. While typing fast I do not plan to do that, so please ignore any missing H's in the following message.]
I went to the Apple store on Regent street today. I don't know wy I even bothered taking my computer since tey are always insanely busy and it's impossible to get an appointment. Here's me: "treacle! on my keyboard!" *freaks out*. Here's him: "we don't have appointments til Wed. *looks unconcerned*. Riiight. So I have an appointment at the "genius bar" (heh) on Wed night after work. They better but fix it good.
I came home from work and napped, mostly because I pulled on all-nighter Sunday night due to the fact that my sleeping was off whack from my weekend. This is the second week in a row I have done that. It does not make Monday work fun. And ten I woke up now (2:30AM) and decided to actually get a few things done instead of going straigt back to sleep. I am oever, looking forward to the three hours of sleep before work that I am going to get as soon as I finish this entry. Yay.
I had two strange dreams, both of which were ridiculously grounded in real life:
1. I dreamed I had decided to go back to te US for graduate scool (someting I have considered at times, althoug not at the moment). I must have just gotten there and I totally freaked out. I was all "but I miss London! I must go back to London! That is where I belong!" and they wouldn't let me leave. I had already signed a lease and they wouldn't give me all my tuition money back and everything was *permanent* and there was a whole bunch of sheer panic on my side. So that's interesting. I guess I want to stay here for now. :) Wow, subconscious, be a little *subtle* why don't you?
2. Very weird and disjointed Christmas shopping dream where I wandered Oxford street and it just seemed to get longer and busier every second (not unlike the real thing). There was lots of singing but I couldn't tell where it came from. This is funny because literally EVERY DAY after work I do this:
*get out of work and walk to the edge of Oxford street*
Think: wow, I really need to buy a few gifts. I have nothing ready.
*stare at crazy crowds of people and scary glitzy window decor*
Think: maybe tomorrow?
*get on bus and go home instead*
Yeah, it's not getting any shopping done but it's my routine and I like it!
And on that note, I am off to bed! I really wish I would upload my icons. I have all these in mind that I plan to upload and am not getting to use yet. Night all.
[EDIT: CRAP! Just realised I didn't get the confirm email about my appointment that I was supposed to get from te Mac store. Now I'm gonna have to look into that and bug people tomorrow.]
I went to the Apple store on Regent street today. I don't know wy I even bothered taking my computer since tey are always insanely busy and it's impossible to get an appointment. Here's me: "treacle! on my keyboard!" *freaks out*. Here's him: "we don't have appointments til Wed. *looks unconcerned*. Riiight. So I have an appointment at the "genius bar" (heh) on Wed night after work. They better but fix it good.
I came home from work and napped, mostly because I pulled on all-nighter Sunday night due to the fact that my sleeping was off whack from my weekend. This is the second week in a row I have done that. It does not make Monday work fun. And ten I woke up now (2:30AM) and decided to actually get a few things done instead of going straigt back to sleep. I am oever, looking forward to the three hours of sleep before work that I am going to get as soon as I finish this entry. Yay.
I had two strange dreams, both of which were ridiculously grounded in real life:
1. I dreamed I had decided to go back to te US for graduate scool (someting I have considered at times, althoug not at the moment). I must have just gotten there and I totally freaked out. I was all "but I miss London! I must go back to London! That is where I belong!" and they wouldn't let me leave. I had already signed a lease and they wouldn't give me all my tuition money back and everything was *permanent* and there was a whole bunch of sheer panic on my side. So that's interesting. I guess I want to stay here for now. :) Wow, subconscious, be a little *subtle* why don't you?
2. Very weird and disjointed Christmas shopping dream where I wandered Oxford street and it just seemed to get longer and busier every second (not unlike the real thing). There was lots of singing but I couldn't tell where it came from. This is funny because literally EVERY DAY after work I do this:
*get out of work and walk to the edge of Oxford street*
Think: wow, I really need to buy a few gifts. I have nothing ready.
*stare at crazy crowds of people and scary glitzy window decor*
Think: maybe tomorrow?
*get on bus and go home instead*
Yeah, it's not getting any shopping done but it's my routine and I like it!
And on that note, I am off to bed! I really wish I would upload my icons. I have all these in mind that I plan to upload and am not getting to use yet. Night all.
[EDIT: CRAP! Just realised I didn't get the confirm email about my appointment that I was supposed to get from te Mac store. Now I'm gonna have to look into that and bug people tomorrow.]
