Monica's Journal: woot! and books

so right now, i'm sitting at WVU leeching their wireless network. it's fun stuff :) i really need to stop borrowing other people's and get myself a laptop.

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    today, along with my LSAT prep book, i bought A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson. it's about hiking the appalachian trail, but bryson is good and humorous. i also bought, on nicole's recommendation, Fraud by David Rakoff. i couldn't pass up a book by anyone that hangs out with David Sedaris and Dave Eggers. it's cynical like Sedaris, and brimming with pop-culture references that i often don't get. but the ones i do get, like when he compares a fellow inn patron to atticus finch, are exhilarating. :)

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    oh, and today my friend kiran spelled hieroglyphics like "hiroglifics." i had a hell of a time interpreting what he meant.

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[evil todd.]

i figured you were getting lonely, what with no one commenting. so here. :)

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[Monica]

thanks, sweetie :)

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[evil todd.]

no problem, lovely. it would be easier, though, if you said something interesting once in a while.

:-P

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[Monica]

hey now. my plan was to wait until there was something interesting to post about. but nooooooo. :)

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[evil todd.]

whatever dude. you've got an obligation to entertain your adoring public. make shit up, if you need to. pontificate.

isn't that word a nound for pope-hood or the pope's domain or constituency or something? it's such a cool word. it either also means the same as verbally ruminate or if not, it should.

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[evil todd.]

My birthday's not so far off, you know. A mere two months. Start saving now!

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[Monica]

yeah, the rakoff is really funny when, i guess, he writes down on my level. :)

when do you go back to school?

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[Monica]

a heart monitor? whoa. i hope you're ok.

a friend of mine in high school had irrythmia and got a pacemaker senior year. apparently she only has to get the battery changed every 30 years or so.

one day in the cafeteria, someone's watch alarm sounded, and she's a kook so she yelled "oh my god!" really loud. all afternoon, people were coming up to her telling her they'd heard that her pacemaker went off at lunch.

our questions were, of course, how do pacemakers "go off"? and wouldn't she just fall over dead instead of yelling out?

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[evil todd.]

so it's a little past two am. most of my shit is packed, there are some clothes in the dryer -- which, i just noticed, doesn't seem to dry particularly well -- and of course i won't pack lane until the last minute, but the smallish pile in the floor is basically indicative of what i have to take. i'm excited. and dog tired. i spent, well really i don't have any clue how long -- but it was a long time -- fooling with the switch (hub) for the network. it picked today to die. the connection of the power has been funny for a month a half, sometime yesterday or today it broke off completely. i opened the switch and realized pretty much immediately that i wasn't going to be of much help to it without a sautering gun. no less than an hour later i hobbled it back together with half a roll of electrical tape and a Winn-Dixie receipt.

(The receipt is taking up space so that the tape can apply the appropriate pressure to keep a flat piece of metal about half the width of my pinky-nail touching both an impossibly small contact on the circuit board and the piece of metal in front of it.)