July 6th, 2007


I am ready to be leaving the Midwest, now

Day 3 in Detroit and I have NO idea what to do with myself. I was looking at likely places to go on a penny collector website (squished pennies), and sadly most of them look to be in the far north of the state.

The Nyquil took good care of me last night and I slept pretty well, though I spent most of it on the couch with cushions propping up my head. Today I have a husky, Lauren Bacall-like voice and I feel like some hoodlums rolled me in the middle of the night - my back is really sore and achey.

Things are looking very questionable for getting the cat home tomorrow and shadowdaddy is stressing out about it a lot.

While it's nice to feel like every day is Christmas (and I got to break in two pairs of new red shoes yesterday, both red), I'm really ready to leave. I don't belong here and I don't know what to do with myself here. I'm lucky we've got someone so sympatica to stay with, but ... where are my galleries and theaters? And is there anything you can do here if you don't have a car?
  • Current Mood
    bored bored

The miracle that is Microsoft

Fabulous. I am using J's new laptop that has Vista installed on it. Messenger is not automatically (shock!) installed. So I add it, and start it.

And Vista kills it and says it's a danger to my system.

I totally don't feel like dealing with this crap right now, but I need to talk to someone at work and the YIM exchange is acting up. Grrrr. I'm not being paid to make software act badly right now, dammit, I just want it to WORK so I can ask what's up with this month's release.

I'm tired and I'm going to lay on the couch and cough while shadowdaddy takes Boo to the vet for her final health certificate.

LATER: the last of my books have shown up, How Proust Can Change Your Life and Recipes from Mary Mac's Tearoom. Sadly, my Joel on Software book was not sent (I got a different book, ArkBook40 is a moron) and won't re-arrive until I come back.
  • Current Mood
    ill, exhausted

Ratatouille great; Sala Thai extremely tasty

We went with shadowdaddy's aunt tonight to see Ratatouille, the latest production from Pixar studios. This movie seemed to be a lot less obviously appealing than many of their efforts; do five year olds really care about what makes someone motivated to cook? (I did, and I think wendolen would love it.) We loved it; one scene had me laughing so much that tears were running down my face (and I was simultaneously reminded of the opening chapter of Remembrance of Things Past, go figure). I highly recommend it. Fortunately I only had one coughing fit so I did make it through the whole movie without having to run out of the theater in disgrace.

Afterwards we went to dinner at a restaurant named Sala Thai (2751 14 Mile Road in Sterling Heights), which seemed expensive ($11 for a plate of Pad Thai?), but once the huge, huge, huge portions showed up, I was thoroughly won over (the gorgeous wood-paneled interiors and the exquisitely dressed waitresses were also very good). I was also a bit too beat to finish even half my plate, and (believe it or not) scorched out by their version of four stars (I got burned on SD's Musulman neau and didn't quite pick it back up). But it was great and I'd go back if I lived anywhere near here.

I actually napped twice today and had no energy for almost anything. Things are not looking promising for the cat getting on the plane with us tomorrow (temperatures over 80 at 9 PM aren't good) and I'm not sure what we're going to do - something like leaving her until it cools down, which might mean Thursday or so of next week. I haven't been focusing on that too much, though I've been spending lots of time with my kitty and falling in love with her all over again.

I made about my last shopping trip today, picking up a black poodle print night robe and some Ben Gay and a few other items at the Target. I also got the camera I've been waiting and not having delivered from the morons at Tiger Direct. I hope I can easily get my money refunded, and I feel warned off of buying electronics being sold "through" and not "by" Amazon again.

Yum - cold, ripe watermelon. Delicious. Soon I'll be popping some NyQuil and calling today done. Catch up with y'all later.