Another sunday lazy sunday gone by. I've got a pile of laundry to fold before I can sleep and my class is at 1pm tomorrow, until 5pm. I'd love to go to bed with a snack in me besides the piece of gouda I ate a little while ago, but the milk is supicious.
See, a couple days ago, grandma comes home with the milk, and it's got a dented corner on the bottom, and she says she thinks it's leaking, but she's too tired to take it back to the store right now. A couple days later it's still in the fridge, sitting on a napkin to catch the phantom leak. Since she hasn't taken it back, yet hasn't opened it herself yet if she intends to keep it, I have no way of knowing if the milk is safe to open and use for my cereal. What if I, wanting rice crispies, open the milk and use it, only to learn in the morning that no, I was not supposed to open it, and it was in fact tainted with germs from the phantom leak, and I would fall over and die twitching on the floor from poison?
It is a connundrum I would like solved, because I want my rice crispies dagnabit.
I learned today that one of my Due South disks is corrupted by something, so trying to watch certain episodes is murder on the patience because it keeps freezing and pausing and glitching and stuff. I hope and pray it's only that one disk.
Damn irksome.
So, yes, class at ATEP tomorrow and Tuesday. Dreamweaver and Photoshop. Lionel Caron, French-Canadian teacher of computery things. He jumps on desks and flails a lot. At least the ATEP building has computers, unlike my Flash class' lack of them. I think I'll watch one more episode of Due South and go to sleep.
See, a couple days ago, grandma comes home with the milk, and it's got a dented corner on the bottom, and she says she thinks it's leaking, but she's too tired to take it back to the store right now. A couple days later it's still in the fridge, sitting on a napkin to catch the phantom leak. Since she hasn't taken it back, yet hasn't opened it herself yet if she intends to keep it, I have no way of knowing if the milk is safe to open and use for my cereal. What if I, wanting rice crispies, open the milk and use it, only to learn in the morning that no, I was not supposed to open it, and it was in fact tainted with germs from the phantom leak, and I would fall over and die twitching on the floor from poison?
It is a connundrum I would like solved, because I want my rice crispies dagnabit.
I learned today that one of my Due South disks is corrupted by something, so trying to watch certain episodes is murder on the patience because it keeps freezing and pausing and glitching and stuff. I hope and pray it's only that one disk.
Damn irksome.
So, yes, class at ATEP tomorrow and Tuesday. Dreamweaver and Photoshop. Lionel Caron, French-Canadian teacher of computery things. He jumps on desks and flails a lot. At least the ATEP building has computers, unlike my Flash class' lack of them. I think I'll watch one more episode of Due South and go to sleep.
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