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Nov. 27th, 2006 08:22 pmDue to having exercised extreme restraint during the weekend and not eating out once (well, except I did eat lunch out with my parents while shopping, but that doesn't count) and due to the fact that I ruined the last part of my weekend by working on computers and was therefore in a grumpy mood, M and I went out to Chili's for dinner. We don't really care that much for Chili's, to be honest, but we're in a re-trying mode, and it wasn't bad. Anyway, the reason I am telling you this is because our server was clearly ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
big_bubba's son*. He looked like him and even talked a little like him, except without the Swedish thing going on. The questions we all need answered are as follows. 1) Exactly how old were you when you were running around impregnating foreign women? You couldn't have been legal. 2) Why have we never heard about your presumably illegitimate grown child? 3) Does Carrie know, or am I going to be in trouble for spilling the beans?
*I might get in trouble for what this question implies about the age of said friend, so let me just clarify that Mike is really not old enough to be this guy's father. It would be more appropriate to question him about his secret brother, but not all that funny. And it might only be funny to M and me since we actually saw said look-a-like.
I have now had five consecutive days off work, and now I feel like I don't have to do that anymore. Tomorrow morning is going to hurt.
Anyway. As usual, the computer reinstallation project has had a few snags. Why is it that the snags are always on MY computer instead of M's? He is much breezier about things that go wrong than I am. I don't even want to go into yesterday's problems, but have you ever tried to back up 128GB to other drives and across a network? It takes a while, and I really should spend a week deleting some of that stuff because it's mostly junk I don't want. Today the issue is that the backup somehow corrupted my email files, and I have not yet figured out how to fix it. Maybe I won't ever figure it out. I know that in the relative scheme of things, losing ten years of email is a small thing, but I am still not so thrilled with the idea somehow. I freaking hate email, except that I also love it. I do have a backup on CD from January 2004 in Outlook Express format, so I will not lose absolutely everything, just the last three years. Cold comfort, but I would have been very sad to lose all of the early emails from M. *sigh* It's not good, and it sucks just a little bit extra because I am very good about doing backups of those files.. automatically, every five days. That backup is corrupt, too, plus the super-special backup I did. Somehow. It makes absolutely no sense and I have not figured out exactly what to do about it yet, so that kind of stresses me out. I just want it to WORK, is that so much to ask?
M has been trotting out his collection of Most Obnoxious Games, Ever lately. I guess he doesn't get enough of the automatic weaponry at work because he comes home and shoots things loudly. I think I need to buy him a Hello Kitty game or something sweet and soothing.
big_bubba's son*. He looked like him and even talked a little like him, except without the Swedish thing going on. The questions we all need answered are as follows. 1) Exactly how old were you when you were running around impregnating foreign women? You couldn't have been legal. 2) Why have we never heard about your presumably illegitimate grown child? 3) Does Carrie know, or am I going to be in trouble for spilling the beans? *I might get in trouble for what this question implies about the age of said friend, so let me just clarify that Mike is really not old enough to be this guy's father. It would be more appropriate to question him about his secret brother, but not all that funny. And it might only be funny to M and me since we actually saw said look-a-like.
I have now had five consecutive days off work, and now I feel like I don't have to do that anymore. Tomorrow morning is going to hurt.
Anyway. As usual, the computer reinstallation project has had a few snags. Why is it that the snags are always on MY computer instead of M's? He is much breezier about things that go wrong than I am. I don't even want to go into yesterday's problems, but have you ever tried to back up 128GB to other drives and across a network? It takes a while, and I really should spend a week deleting some of that stuff because it's mostly junk I don't want. Today the issue is that the backup somehow corrupted my email files, and I have not yet figured out how to fix it. Maybe I won't ever figure it out. I know that in the relative scheme of things, losing ten years of email is a small thing, but I am still not so thrilled with the idea somehow. I freaking hate email, except that I also love it. I do have a backup on CD from January 2004 in Outlook Express format, so I will not lose absolutely everything, just the last three years. Cold comfort, but I would have been very sad to lose all of the early emails from M. *sigh* It's not good, and it sucks just a little bit extra because I am very good about doing backups of those files.. automatically, every five days. That backup is corrupt, too, plus the super-special backup I did. Somehow. It makes absolutely no sense and I have not figured out exactly what to do about it yet, so that kind of stresses me out. I just want it to WORK, is that so much to ask?
M has been trotting out his collection of Most Obnoxious Games, Ever lately. I guess he doesn't get enough of the automatic weaponry at work because he comes home and shoots things loudly. I think I need to buy him a Hello Kitty game or something sweet and soothing.
