I'm back at work after a week. It feels weird. It's a combination thing: I've only worked here for a month, one week of which was spent on vacation. So when I showed up on Monday morning, I felt like the new kid again. Eh. They paid me today, so I guess I won't worry about it.
So. Sunday night, I got home around 5 p.m. I stopped by the office to pick up my new iMac and drove home. OMG. The thing is huge. It almost didn't fit on my desk. But it's lovely and fast and a little sexy with its clean white finish and crisp monitor and wireless keyboard and mouse. Mmm. I kinda wanna call in sick just so I can play around with it some more. We haven't properly bonded yet. I was up until 1:30 a.m. Sunday night/Monday morning playing around with it. I copied more than 30 GB of music from my external drive into the new iTunes library. Yay for that. I used the Migration Assistant to copy the settings from my grape iMac to the new one, and in about an hour, I had the new computer running almost exactly like the old one did. It was hella faster than the grape iMac, but all my preferences, my screen savers, my desktop image were exactly the same. It's a little weird.
And then I installed Windows. I bought an extrabig hard drive for the computer so I could run Windows on the same machine. I have a shitty old Dell laptop whose hinges are about to break off, whose hard drive is so intolerably slow and miserable, I'm waiting for the damn thing to just commit suicide and throw itself off my desk to the hardwood floors below. So it seemed like the perfect melding of technologies.
I installed Boot Camp and then Windows XP. It's surprising how easy it was. And then I had to stop because I was so tired that I couldn't think straight. So I have to put off any further modifications until Wednesday night, at least. I'm very anxious to get it running.
Monday night, SP and I went to Bimbos to see Stuart A. Staples lull us into a trance with his deep, melodic voice. And he's a babe. Total. Loved it. Tonight, we're going to Santa Cruz to see David Sedaris. I'm expecting to be in pain afterwards. I don't know... I'll get home pretty late again, and because of Halloween in the Castro, I'll probably have to drive down to the Financial District in order to find parking. I'll miss the show in the Castro for sure, but David will be worth it.
I'm trying to think...I've seen so many shows this year, in the remaining two months of 2006, are there any more that I could possibly see? We're going to see Kathy Griffin at the Flint Center in Cupertino in December. But otherwise, I think it's calm for a while.
This last trip to Palm Springs was the best ever so far. I had such a great time when I was there. No sunburns, lots of friendly hot guys, peace and quiet. I hooked up with one of the guys on Saturday night, and I haven't been able to get him out of my mind since then. He's as perfect as a human can be. I wish I could find one just like him up here. Peter and Stephen are driving back up to the city later this week, and they would like to get together before they leave for the UK. Hell yeah.
I'm trying to stay awake, I really am.
