Hello my David,
Blogger was read-only on Thursday, so you're getting away with not posting. And yesterday, my home computer gave out, and I can't get interwebz from home on my laptop, so I couldn't post. But now I sit in Starbucks, enjoying a frozen java chip frappacchino, and taking advantage of their free wifi, and I have decided to post all the same to make up for Friday.
I awoke at 7:30 this morning, took the dogs out, dressed, had quiet time, gathered a bunch of things together, etc., and headed out at 8:45 to Corporate Computer Salvage in East Granby, as you suggested. Although they are open from 9-3 on Saturdays, a sign in the door said "will return at 10:00," so I went to Starbucks and bided my time paying my auto insurance bill, transferring money to my credit account to pay for said auto insurance, checking my RUF e-mail, sending out an important facebook message, downloading required programs for my video camera software, and learning how to convert video files to a format Windows Movie Maker will allow. Then I headed back to CCS, where I am happy to report I received excellent, chipper service. The price is...a price...but at least they told me upfront what the cost was, and it's not too bad, and so I won't have any surprises. They'll even back up everything if they have to wipe and reinstall the OS. It takes 3-5 business days, and they are not open Sundays and Mondays, so the guy said I would get a call maybe on Thursday night. Which is unfortunate, but what can I do, right? I am praying for prompt service. Now I am back at Starbucks, to update this and my photo blog, and to look up some guitar chords for tunes I may want to use for my love song to feet. After this, I need to go get wrapping paper for Regan and Josh's gifts. And at 3 PM, they're getting MARRIED!!! How cool is that? I should also probably find something to eat at some point. This java chip frappe is great, but it probably won't last me very long. I may get lunch at Subway or something, grab a sub for my mom too. She'd probably enjoy that. In the meantime, waiting for the computer to fix, she'll probably either use Uncle Laurie's comp, or I could show her how to access wireless here on my laptop. Ho-hum. How late is Starbucks open, anyway?
I will read you on Monday,
~The Princess~
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Expect Greatness
Good evening, David!
Expecting a brutal consequence, I was extremely unsettled by the title of your last post. You know how much I dislike feet. Upon reading the challenge itself, however, I was actually relieved. I think it's interesting you're challenging me to write a song, given that I have been wanting to learn guitar. A poem about feet would be pretty simple for me, and I guess you knew that. A song, however, will be quite a challenge, but a fun and interesting challenge. Having to write about my love for feet makes the task quite uncomfortable and awkward, though, so you have succeeded in creating a very punishing consequence. Congratulations. I can't promise it will be the best song ever--and it certainly won't be the best accompanied song ever--but I am ready to rise to the challenge.
Tomorrow morning I will be heading to Monadnock for what must be about the tenth time. And then, weather permitting, I will be hiking the mountain Tuesday as well. I wish you would hurry up and conquer your fear of heights so you could see what it's like to stand atop the summit. It's beautiful up there. I've hiked Monadnock time and again because I love it so much, and the view from the summit is something I hope to share with you someday. Until then, photos will have to suffice.
I am so excited to have received a video camera for my birthday! Oh, the world of opportunity this opens. That reminds me, I'm way behind on my photo blog. I'm going to be posting double photos for much longer than I had originally thought. Ugh. I love the idea of the blog, and I want to stick with it, but it's so easy to forget, especially being at home, with no way to connect my laptop to the interwebs. Good thing I have your house to invade. I think I'm going to try to tap into the Gambles' wireless from Fraser's room. I hear rumor that it's possible.
I'm also reminded that I need to upload video from my camera onto my laptop, to clear the memory for tomorrow's hike! Or maybe not, because I got an 8 GB memory card, and I think I have somewhere in the ballpark of two hours of recording time left. My plan for tomorrow? 8 AM, waking up in the morning. Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs...it's Thursday, Thursday, gotta hike a mountain on Thursday...
Please give me a call on your break all the same, and if I don't pick up because I am out of range, leave a message!
I will read you tomorrow, my love!
~The Princess~
Expecting a brutal consequence, I was extremely unsettled by the title of your last post. You know how much I dislike feet. Upon reading the challenge itself, however, I was actually relieved. I think it's interesting you're challenging me to write a song, given that I have been wanting to learn guitar. A poem about feet would be pretty simple for me, and I guess you knew that. A song, however, will be quite a challenge, but a fun and interesting challenge. Having to write about my love for feet makes the task quite uncomfortable and awkward, though, so you have succeeded in creating a very punishing consequence. Congratulations. I can't promise it will be the best song ever--and it certainly won't be the best accompanied song ever--but I am ready to rise to the challenge.
Tomorrow morning I will be heading to Monadnock for what must be about the tenth time. And then, weather permitting, I will be hiking the mountain Tuesday as well. I wish you would hurry up and conquer your fear of heights so you could see what it's like to stand atop the summit. It's beautiful up there. I've hiked Monadnock time and again because I love it so much, and the view from the summit is something I hope to share with you someday. Until then, photos will have to suffice.
I am so excited to have received a video camera for my birthday! Oh, the world of opportunity this opens. That reminds me, I'm way behind on my photo blog. I'm going to be posting double photos for much longer than I had originally thought. Ugh. I love the idea of the blog, and I want to stick with it, but it's so easy to forget, especially being at home, with no way to connect my laptop to the interwebs. Good thing I have your house to invade. I think I'm going to try to tap into the Gambles' wireless from Fraser's room. I hear rumor that it's possible.
I'm also reminded that I need to upload video from my camera onto my laptop, to clear the memory for tomorrow's hike! Or maybe not, because I got an 8 GB memory card, and I think I have somewhere in the ballpark of two hours of recording time left. My plan for tomorrow? 8 AM, waking up in the morning. Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs...it's Thursday, Thursday, gotta hike a mountain on Thursday...
Please give me a call on your break all the same, and if I don't pick up because I am out of range, leave a message!
I will read you tomorrow, my love!
~The Princess~
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
A foot by any other name would smell as sweet...
Ohohohoho....Molly.
Molly Molly Molly.
You have made a mistake. And unfortunately this is not the type of mistake that you can afford to make and simply shrug off. Nope, this one has CONSEQUENCES. Like when you accidentally fart in a lecture hall or drop a newborn, even just once. CONSEQUENCES. Because you failed to post on the blog yesterday, your challenge will be as follows:
By next Tuesday, you must write a song praising feet, accompanied with a guitar part. It can be as simple as two chords played back and forth, but I expect 2 verses and a chorus. If you'd like, yo may request my help with chord structure, but not with lyrics. Extra credit will be given if a video is made.
Right now, you're playing Portal 2, and struggling just a little bit. I'll give you a hint: You have to catapult yourself through the ring that's suspended in the air! Easy! I'm sure you'll get it in a few moments anyways. Good luck!
-The Mouse
Molly Molly Molly.
You have made a mistake. And unfortunately this is not the type of mistake that you can afford to make and simply shrug off. Nope, this one has CONSEQUENCES. Like when you accidentally fart in a lecture hall or drop a newborn, even just once. CONSEQUENCES. Because you failed to post on the blog yesterday, your challenge will be as follows:
By next Tuesday, you must write a song praising feet, accompanied with a guitar part. It can be as simple as two chords played back and forth, but I expect 2 verses and a chorus. If you'd like, yo may request my help with chord structure, but not with lyrics. Extra credit will be given if a video is made.
Right now, you're playing Portal 2, and struggling just a little bit. I'll give you a hint: You have to catapult yourself through the ring that's suspended in the air! Easy! I'm sure you'll get it in a few moments anyways. Good luck!
-The Mouse
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Pomp and Ciphers
Wow, that really was a profound, awful, terrible that you revealed there. I can't believe you kept this from me. If you had told me Adam Young was your brother, I wouldn't have put you through such a painful challenge. My apologies.
Upside-down? Oh please. Don't mess with me, man, or I will throw a Vigenere cipher your way, or worse. You're gonna have to buy a freaking Turing machine when I get started. You're writing to the queen of codes here, and I'm serious about my ciphers, crazy about my cryptology.
In other news, I took my last exam this morning, and now I am FREE! It feels good, but I also feel stressed out knowing time is ticking away and I am coming to the end of my college career. I'm excited to graduate, but not excited about graduation. You know I've never been one for pomp and ceremony, and such events leave me feeling fiercely forlorn. I think it's because I don't feel like it's a big deal, when others clearly seem to believe quite the contrary, and so I feel like I am missing out on some sort of customary jubilation or something. Perhaps I am envious of the celebratory spirit others seem to have over this event, and thus I get really irritable. I can think of a dozen things I'd rather be doing than donning that cap and gown and walking down the aisle to shake some stranger's hand. It's kind of silly, really. But such is life. Thank goodness this isn't the only life we have.
I hope to see you Sunday night, though! Can you believe it's been a whole year? I can't exactly say that time flew by, and in fact, it seems like it's been much longer, but it's still an impressive benchmark. And that, I am excited to celebrate.
I will read you tomorrow,
~The Princess~
Upside-down? Oh please. Don't mess with me, man, or I will throw a Vigenere cipher your way, or worse. You're gonna have to buy a freaking Turing machine when I get started. You're writing to the queen of codes here, and I'm serious about my ciphers, crazy about my cryptology.
In other news, I took my last exam this morning, and now I am FREE! It feels good, but I also feel stressed out knowing time is ticking away and I am coming to the end of my college career. I'm excited to graduate, but not excited about graduation. You know I've never been one for pomp and ceremony, and such events leave me feeling fiercely forlorn. I think it's because I don't feel like it's a big deal, when others clearly seem to believe quite the contrary, and so I feel like I am missing out on some sort of customary jubilation or something. Perhaps I am envious of the celebratory spirit others seem to have over this event, and thus I get really irritable. I can think of a dozen things I'd rather be doing than donning that cap and gown and walking down the aisle to shake some stranger's hand. It's kind of silly, really. But such is life. Thank goodness this isn't the only life we have.
I hope to see you Sunday night, though! Can you believe it's been a whole year? I can't exactly say that time flew by, and in fact, it seems like it's been much longer, but it's still an impressive benchmark. And that, I am excited to celebrate.
I will read you tomorrow,
~The Princess~
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
¡¡ʎɯɯnp sıɥʇ pɐǝɹ ʇ,uɐɔ noʎ
ǝsnoɯ ǝɥʇ-
˙ǝʌol ʎɯ ʇɥƃıu pooƃ ˙dǝǝls pǝǝu ı 'pɐɯ ɯ,ı 'ɥƃn
˙ʇı ʇnoqɐ ƃuıʞuıɥʇ ʇsnɾ sʇıɹƃ ʎɯ slıoq ʇı ˙sdnɔ ʇınɹɟ ʎʇıɔ lʍo puɐ sʇɹıɥs-ʇ ʎluo 'sǝıʇlɐʎoɹ ʎuɐ ǝɯ puǝs oʇ ʇǝʎ sɐɥ ǝɥ 'ʇı ʍouʞ noʎ ʇ,uplnoʍ puɐ ˙ƃuıɥʇou ǝq plnoʍ ǝɥ ʇnduı ʎɯ ʇnoɥʇıʍ ˙ƃuos ʎɯ sɐʍ ƃuos ʇɐɥʇ ˙,,sǝılɟǝɹıɟ,, oʇ pǝƃuɐɥɔ ʎllɐnʇuǝʌǝ ǝɥ 'uoıʇsǝƃƃns ʎɯ ɥʇıʍ ɥɔıɥʍ ',,sǝıd ǝnƃuıɹǝɯ uoɯǝl,, ʎpolǝɯ ǝɥʇ ǝʇoɹʍ ǝɥ 'ʞɹoʍʇǝɹɟ ʎɯ ɥʇıʍ punoɹɐ ƃuılqɯnɟ llıʇs sɐʍ ı ǝlıɥʍ puɐ 'ǝpɐɹƃ ɥʇ9 uı pıp ı ɹǝʇɟɐ ƃuol ʇou ɹɐʇınƃ ɐ dn pǝʞɔıd ǝɥ ˙ɹǝɥʇoɹq ɹǝplo ʎɯ ʎllɐnʇɔɐ sı ʎʇıɔ lʍo ɯoɹɟ ƃunoʎ ɯɐpɐ
˙˙˙sı ʇı ǝɹǝɥ ˙ʇsod sıɥʇ uı ǝlqıɹɹǝʇ 'lnɟʍɐ 'pıɹʇnd ʇsoɯ 'ʇsǝʞɹɐp ʎɯ ǝɹɐɥs oʇ ƃuıllıʍ ɯ,ı ʇɐɥʇ (¿ʇɥƃıɹ 'ǝsɐɹɥd ɐ s,ʇɐɥʇ) sǝʎǝ puılq uodn llɐɟ llıʍ ǝƃɐssǝɯ sıɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ uıɐʇɹǝɔ os ɯ,ı 'ʇɔɐɟ uı ˙uǝppıɥ ƃuıdǝǝʞ uo uɐld ı ʇɐɥʇ ǝuo puɐ 'ǝǝs oʇ ʇǝʎ ǝʌ,noʎ ɟlǝsʎɯ ɟo ǝpıs ɐ 'sɹɐǝʎ ǝɥʇ ɹǝʌo pǝdolǝʌǝp ı ʇɐɥʇ llıʞs ɐ s,ʇı ˙ƃuıɹǝɥdıɔ ɹǝʇsɐɯ ʎɯ ǝpoɔǝp ʇ,uɐɔ noʎ ɟı pǝʇuıoddɐsıp ǝq ʇ,uoʍ ı puɐ 'ʇno ǝɹnƃıɟ oʇ noʎ ɹoɟ ʇlnɔıɟɟıp ʎlƃuıʞɐʇsuıɐd ǝq llıʍ sıɥʇ ǝuıƃɐɯı ı
'ʎlloɯ ollǝɥ
˙ǝʌol ʎɯ ʇɥƃıu pooƃ ˙dǝǝls pǝǝu ı 'pɐɯ ɯ,ı 'ɥƃn
˙ʇı ʇnoqɐ ƃuıʞuıɥʇ ʇsnɾ sʇıɹƃ ʎɯ slıoq ʇı ˙sdnɔ ʇınɹɟ ʎʇıɔ lʍo puɐ sʇɹıɥs-ʇ ʎluo 'sǝıʇlɐʎoɹ ʎuɐ ǝɯ puǝs oʇ ʇǝʎ sɐɥ ǝɥ 'ʇı ʍouʞ noʎ ʇ,uplnoʍ puɐ ˙ƃuıɥʇou ǝq plnoʍ ǝɥ ʇnduı ʎɯ ʇnoɥʇıʍ ˙ƃuos ʎɯ sɐʍ ƃuos ʇɐɥʇ ˙,,sǝılɟǝɹıɟ,, oʇ pǝƃuɐɥɔ ʎllɐnʇuǝʌǝ ǝɥ 'uoıʇsǝƃƃns ʎɯ ɥʇıʍ ɥɔıɥʍ ',,sǝıd ǝnƃuıɹǝɯ uoɯǝl,, ʎpolǝɯ ǝɥʇ ǝʇoɹʍ ǝɥ 'ʞɹoʍʇǝɹɟ ʎɯ ɥʇıʍ punoɹɐ ƃuılqɯnɟ llıʇs sɐʍ ı ǝlıɥʍ puɐ 'ǝpɐɹƃ ɥʇ9 uı pıp ı ɹǝʇɟɐ ƃuol ʇou ɹɐʇınƃ ɐ dn pǝʞɔıd ǝɥ ˙ɹǝɥʇoɹq ɹǝplo ʎɯ ʎllɐnʇɔɐ sı ʎʇıɔ lʍo ɯoɹɟ ƃunoʎ ɯɐpɐ
˙˙˙sı ʇı ǝɹǝɥ ˙ʇsod sıɥʇ uı ǝlqıɹɹǝʇ 'lnɟʍɐ 'pıɹʇnd ʇsoɯ 'ʇsǝʞɹɐp ʎɯ ǝɹɐɥs oʇ ƃuıllıʍ ɯ,ı ʇɐɥʇ (¿ʇɥƃıɹ 'ǝsɐɹɥd ɐ s,ʇɐɥʇ) sǝʎǝ puılq uodn llɐɟ llıʍ ǝƃɐssǝɯ sıɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ uıɐʇɹǝɔ os ɯ,ı 'ʇɔɐɟ uı ˙uǝppıɥ ƃuıdǝǝʞ uo uɐld ı ʇɐɥʇ ǝuo puɐ 'ǝǝs oʇ ʇǝʎ ǝʌ,noʎ ɟlǝsʎɯ ɟo ǝpıs ɐ 'sɹɐǝʎ ǝɥʇ ɹǝʌo pǝdolǝʌǝp ı ʇɐɥʇ llıʞs ɐ s,ʇı ˙ƃuıɹǝɥdıɔ ɹǝʇsɐɯ ʎɯ ǝpoɔǝp ʇ,uɐɔ noʎ ɟı pǝʇuıoddɐsıp ǝq ʇ,uoʍ ı puɐ 'ʇno ǝɹnƃıɟ oʇ noʎ ɹoɟ ʇlnɔıɟɟıp ʎlƃuıʞɐʇsuıɐd ǝq llıʍ sıɥʇ ǝuıƃɐɯı ı
'ʎlloɯ ollǝɥ
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
I Bid thee fare Well!
Sorry, David,
I know this is probably going to ruin your joy when you see I have posted. I was torn between giving in and letting you challenge me, and typing quick to post for the day. I figured if you found out I had 13 minutes and gave up when I could've posted, you would be disappointed though, so I am going to try to get this up in time. Don't worry, you will catch me eventually, I'm sure! Look how close you were today!
Tonight Joey took the RUF seniors out to Bidwell Tavern for drinks and wings and nachos. Scott pointed out, because Joey won't be the RUF minister anymore, he can drink with us! I personally thought that was kind of hilarious. Everyone had a beer, and we split a bunch of wings that were Green Mountain, Mexican Spice, and Honey BBQ flavored. They were good, but they were no Wings Over Storrs. Speaking of which--GARLIC PARMAGEDDON IS TOMORROW! I'm pretty psyched. I wish you could be there! I hope your car is doing well. I miss you already!
Also, just to tease you with how close I was to missing my post: We left Bidwell at 10:50, missed a couple turns, finally got to campus at 11:25, drove around a while looking for a parking spot, and eventually had to park up near Hilltop, behind Novello, Hobbes' dorm, and walk back. So it's pretty much down to the wire. Also, I had to upload that photo. I do this out of devotion: to you, to the blog, and to...being awesome. Yeah.
I love you, and I will read you tomorrow!
~The Princess~
I know this is probably going to ruin your joy when you see I have posted. I was torn between giving in and letting you challenge me, and typing quick to post for the day. I figured if you found out I had 13 minutes and gave up when I could've posted, you would be disappointed though, so I am going to try to get this up in time. Don't worry, you will catch me eventually, I'm sure! Look how close you were today!
Also, just to tease you with how close I was to missing my post: We left Bidwell at 10:50, missed a couple turns, finally got to campus at 11:25, drove around a while looking for a parking spot, and eventually had to park up near Hilltop, behind Novello, Hobbes' dorm, and walk back. So it's pretty much down to the wire. Also, I had to upload that photo. I do this out of devotion: to you, to the blog, and to...being awesome. Yeah.
I love you, and I will read you tomorrow!
~The Princess~
Monday, May 2, 2011
noun \'pa-sij\: A way of exit or entrance
Hullo Molly,
Because I'm such an excellent, super, spectacular, handsome boyfriend, I've decided to post tonight instead of just reposting Saturday's. However because it is late and I just ate a hot pocket it will be a short post. John and I drove home and stopped by target(s) and grabbed some motor oil then high tailed it home. We pulled into John's rented spot at the church and spotted a fox! Well, I did, I don't think John was able to catch it. Along the way home we had a long talk about video games; the state of the industry, how we expect games to be "fun" instead of emotionally or mentally provoking. Which led us to talk about...
PASSAGE
http://hcsoftware.sourceforge.net/passage/
An interesting little game that's much more about making a statement than being a source of entertainment in the typical sense for games (though it is entertaining). I really suggest you play it. I'm not going to say anything about it, I want to hear what conclusions you draw from it. It's short; every time you play it the game lasts only five minutes. But there are a number of different ways to play. I wonder if you'll be intrigued, or bored. Either way, I want to hear your opinion of it.
WELL, I'm going to bed, it's getting late, and I've got a car to fix early in the morning. Goodnight, I love you so much! I will talk to you tomorrow!
Because I'm such an excellent, super, spectacular, handsome boyfriend, I've decided to post tonight instead of just reposting Saturday's. However because it is late and I just ate a hot pocket it will be a short post. John and I drove home and stopped by target(s) and grabbed some motor oil then high tailed it home. We pulled into John's rented spot at the church and spotted a fox! Well, I did, I don't think John was able to catch it. Along the way home we had a long talk about video games; the state of the industry, how we expect games to be "fun" instead of emotionally or mentally provoking. Which led us to talk about...
PASSAGE
http://hcsoftware.sourceforge.net/passage/
An interesting little game that's much more about making a statement than being a source of entertainment in the typical sense for games (though it is entertaining). I really suggest you play it. I'm not going to say anything about it, I want to hear what conclusions you draw from it. It's short; every time you play it the game lasts only five minutes. But there are a number of different ways to play. I wonder if you'll be intrigued, or bored. Either way, I want to hear your opinion of it.
WELL, I'm going to bed, it's getting late, and I've got a car to fix early in the morning. Goodnight, I love you so much! I will talk to you tomorrow!
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