When I got my current laptop, which does not have a CD drive, I transferred my archived blog posts (dating back to 2000) to Yann’s hard drive. At last, I have transferred those archives to my new hard drive, which arrived in the mail two days ago.
This credit card-sized thing holds 500 gb. I am blown away.
And my archived blog is only 43 mb. Eighteen years of my life amounts to 43 mb of data? What can I say? Back in the early 2000s that was a lot!
I threw a bunch of other stuff in my cart: micro SD card for the Switch, Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, and bath salts. I was not expecting everything to ship separately, otherwise I wouldn’t have bothered with the bath salts. I was further disappointed when that was the first package to arrive. Then I relaxed… in the bath.
Now, to interrupt this somewhat bland post with a copy and paste of my “About Me” from 2007:
I’m the one who posts on here sometimes. I’m reasonably young, and live in a place with another person in a city. When I’m not working, I enjoy doing stuff. I dislike bad things, though. Someday, I’d like to do a lot of cool activities, start a collection of various doodads, and visit different countries.
I like almost anything new: new places, new clothes, new people, newts, and Nunavut. (Okay, maybe not Nunavut.) Travelling allows me to do a lot of those things so I think you can guess my feelings on that. Naturally, the internet and I are good buddies, but I’d almost always ditch it in favour of getting out of the house. Ideally, when I’m not home I can be found in a museum, at a park, or in a sushi restaurant.
I don’t like it when people list obvious things as their dislikes such as assholes, liars, cheaters, cancer, totalitarian regimes and ingrown hair. And if you insist on telling everybody your heritage down to the last great-great-great-great grandfather, then I’ll take it as a hint that you’re compensating for the fact there’s absolutely nothing else interesting about you. I love it when people blurt out the most random things. I think I’m one of those people; sometimes, it scares off others, but more often than not, it turns into an interesting conversation.
Have I changed much? I’m still not fond of ingrown hair.
Before I got sucked into my newest video game, I completed a quick sewing project: a French press cozy.
Here’s what it looks like when it’s not cozying the presse française:
Before my revolutionary design, the roomie used a tea towel–like a peasant–to swaddle his French press.
STOP THE INSANITY.
Get cozy. Order bath salts online so you don’t have to shop in the presence of other shoppers. Relax in your salty broth and feel your blood pressure drop.
I don’t know how my blood pressure has been for the past week. I’m sure it spiked when I couldn’t stop Link from falling to his death off Great Plateau Tower in Breath of the Wild. Then relaxed again when I cooked my first dish, “dubious food”. Now I’m on a mission to get a fourth spirit orb to give to the old man so that he’ll give me his paraglider.
I’m (as in actual me, not me-as-Link) headed to the clinic in the morning for help managing my stress. Pills are my reality, not spirit orbs.
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