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Tuesday, December 27th, 2005 06:14 pm
Made out pretty good computer-wise for the holidays. I got Dusk's old 30 gig 3rd generation iPod for Christmas, since he got a new video iPod from his parents. Tried being a real geek and loading Linux on it (no I'm not joking) but wasn't real impressed with the iPod linux project. By default, the menus were too dim to even read and I couldn't adjust the contrast without access to the menus to find the right option. So I cleared that back out and reinstalled the standard iPod software. Having lots of fun with it, I currently have it hooked up to a set of spare speakers my parents brought with all their surplus computer stuff. And there's a lot of real gems hidden in here. I've been going through it all.

For one thing, there's a cable that I'm 100% positive came from INSIDE a computer. Don't even know how it ended up on the outside here let alone in with the other spare parts. My parents would certainly never take apart a computer, and I don't recall ever removing a cable. Maybe it was an extra. I'm not entirely certain what type of cable it is, it's one of those obscure little ones that goes to some header or another on the motherboard, and I'm not up to puzzling over it at the moment. I'm sure a quick look through my textbook will help me sort it out. Later.

There's also some stuff in here that really isn't "computer" hardware, though it can certainly be used in conjunction with computer stuff. Phone cords, microphones, even a device that can be hooked up to a phone line and a recording device to either record anything said over the line or to play back over the line. I'm pretty sure that last one is from my mother's writing career when I was younger, for use during phone interviews. Not sure how the hell it ended up being lumped in with the computer stuff, but I'm not really complaining. ;-)

The computers themselves are a mixed lot. One of them looks in rather decent condition, my main concern with it is that it has no fan other than the power supply fan in its rather cramped and wire-filled case. I'm thinking I may have to reposition the hard drive in the case to open up some room, and install a fan inside, before I'd risk using it. Too easy to fry the cpu. And considering it has a history of random errors and blue screens of death, I'm thinking that may be the exact reason: it's been overheating all this time. (Either that or it's just the fact that it uses Windows. ;-))

The other one is, quite simply, awful. It's so dirty I can hardly believe it. It has dust *bunnies* inside it. It's going to require a lot more than a simple can of compressed air to clean it out, I think. Best case scenario is I complete disassemble it and clean off each piece individually. Worst case scenario is I scavenge it for individual parts that I need and clean them off one by one as I transfer them into different boxes. Not sure which of those approaches I'm going to take just yet, still considering my options.

Also got a rather nice printer, fax machine (though we don't actually have a land-line or even VOIP to use it with, and it has no capacity to connect to a computer or network), monitor, two keyboards, something like four sets of spare speakers, a usb external modem, a usb bus, and a serial external modem. And a scanner, but as I've mentioned before I think the scanner's dead and I'm not really sure it's in my power to fix it. All in all, quite a nice little haul.

Oh, and mice. Must not forget the mice. :)

And THERE'S a usb to ps2 adapter! I knew they made those!! *was just looking for one of those the other week*

I will so be getting my geek on...
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Tuesday, June 12th, 2001 09:40 pm
I know I skipped writing yesterday... was a little disturbed by something my mother said and needed to take some time to think. She's been against me going to WtT and I found out for the first time why yesterday... she had this strange notion that I would go to WtT and take off and not come back. I really don't know where she got that idea... craziest notion I ever heard. I'm going to WtT to relax, not go on the run! *chuckles*

Anyway, I'm all set for going to WtT (I think), just trying to decide which of my magickal tools to take along and which books from my library. Not too many books, I don't think, but I want to share a few of them with my boyfriend so it's a matter of choosing the best ones to take with. With my tools, I'm mostly taking things that I might need for simple rituals... no sense lugging a bunch of things that I won't need, right? But some of my incenses... mostly the ones having to do with purification and cleansing and protection... and some holy water, and salt... my pentacle and wand, chalice and athame... and my sword too, but I think that's going to mostly stay in it's sheath this year, though I don't quite dare to leave it unattended in my tent... I've changed a lot in the past year, and part of that is my outlook... I still practice swordcraft, but I know the difference between a tool and a toy, and I should have made the distinction in my mind quite some time ago. I'm also taking a small pouch that contains some items that are powerful to me on a personal level, and that I use as a kind of emergency kit when I need to do a ritual and don't have all my tools. I keep it with me whenever possible. Some of the contents are rather unorthodox... like the business card of a dear friend who is no longer with us, or a knife that belonged to my grandfather that makes a very handy bolline or athame when it needs to... but they're important to me. Finally, I'm taking my staff, and a box of crystals with me... the staff because it's a tool that I want to show to Dusk when I see him, and the crystals because I'd like to give some of them to friends and I also have a hunch that one way or another they'll come in handy.

Well, now I just have to go and pick which books, so I'll be signing off now. I hope everyone has a good time at WtT who is going, and I'll see you there if you are, and if you're not I promise to tell you all about it when I get back.

-Jarin
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Sunday, June 10th, 2001 10:58 pm
This morning I woke up after a very quiet night to my father telling me that I had better hurry and mow the lawn since my mother had finished her weekly paperwork for her job and she and my father were going out at half past noon. I was back to doing the lawn today because my mother was home and my father doesn't want her to know about him mowing the lawn. Don't you love these little family intrigues? He swears that he told me last night that I would have to mow the lawn today, but I don't remember him saying any such thing, and I do remember everything we talked about last night. I think this morning was actually the first time it was said, despite what he may have meant to tell me.

So, I mowed the lawn in the morning, and from 12:30 on, I watched my grandmother. Doesn't sound like a lot of hard work, does it, just babysitting an elderly woman? But it's not that easy. She was having lunch when they left, and the minute that she finished eating, she started asking two questions... is it time to get undressed and go to bed, and is it time for dinner... you have to understand, she has about a two second span of memory, so even though I answered her many times, she just couldn't remember what I said. So every few seconds she would ask again, and I would tell her. This continued from the time she finished her lunch until 8 PM, when she went to sleep. It's kind of like Chinese water torture, the same two questions over and over again, every few seconds, steadily, for hours after hours... it gets to you. But yelling doesn't do any good. Nothing does. There's just no way to snap her out of the cycle.

And my parents didn't get home until 10. They had lunch out, stopped by my mother's job briefly to drop off some things that her employees needed, went bird watching for several hours, went shopping, went to church, and had dinner out. When they got home, I was told that I could have the computer "for the night." My mother is staying with my father tonight. I should explain, we have two houses... one is my grandmothers, and the other is ours. Our computer is in the one house, and myself and my father have been staying at my grandmother's house because she needs 24-hour care, and our own house is not set up in a way that would allow us to care for her... not even room for her to sleep over here, even if she could maneuver a walker through the doorways. So I'm over here on the computer, and she's staying over there with him. I have the computer all right, for as long as I can remain awake. And no rest for the weary, either, as soon as I'm off the computer in the morning (7 AM) I'll be back on-call with my grandmother at her house.

And people wonder why I need a vacation so badly when I'm unemployed.

I did bring up to my mother that I have a problem with having to stay up for 24 hours or more in a row just to have a little time to myself. I asked her why I don't get any downtime. Her response... well, see the subject line for tonight's post. That was her reply, word for word.

Well, by now I'm sure everyone is sick of my whining, I know I am, so I'm going to sign off for now... don't know if there will be any more posts tonight, I'm not sure how long I'll be staying awake, but I do intend to try to make the most of my first lengthy amount of time online for a while. Who knows, maybe I'll manage to salvage my sanity.

-Jarin
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Saturday, June 9th, 2001 05:25 pm
How can I even begin to describe my day today? It started around midnight, with my grandmother waking up from a bad dream shouting that there was banging going on in her room and that she wanted to know if it was time to get up yet. This continued for hours, since she kept forgetting when I went in there to tell her to go back to sleep. Finally she fell asleep around 1 or 2 am and I was able to go back to bed.

Things were pretty quiet for the rest of the night, and I was able to get a good night's sleep. However, when the mail came in the morning, I was told we had to go out. My mother had received something in the mail from her boss, and she wanted it taken to her at work, and my father decided that he wanted to get a haircut while we were out. When we finally got home afterwards, my father decided that he was going to take his turn on the computer, and then mow the lawn. How he can operate a riding lawn mower and both qualify for disability and not be able to drive a car, I really do not understand. And after he was done, I found out that we were going out again... to do food shopping that he had been putting off for a few days. He had decided to wait till this afternoon rather than do it while we were already out because he wanted to distract my grandmother this afternoon from her usual pattern of forgetting when she goes to bed and asking over and over again if it is time to get undressed and go to bed. Finally we got home around 4:30, put the groceries away, and I was able to take my time on the computer until my mother gets home in a few hours... who knows, maybe she'll be home late and I'll have more than three hours of down time in a 24 hour day. After she gets home, I'll be back to taking care of my grandmother again... see, technically the night shift is mine, getting up and taking her to the bathroom, etc, but after a full day of taking care of her and running errands and driving them around I usually go to sleep and just wake up if she calls for me and I hear it over the baby monitor we have set up in her room. Yet despite the fact that I am literally on call with her around 21 hours a day, my mother thinks that I don't do anything much to help around the house because I'm not working and bringing in money, so I have to hear a constant litany about me sponging off of them... anyone want to trade lives? I mean, seriously here, I am busy taking care of my grandmother nearly my every waking moment, with but a short few hours to myself in which to recover my sanity... even if I had time to look for and work at a job, I need the car to get a job, and the car belongs to my parents so I have to drive my father and grandmother places in order to be allowed to use it, and when I am doing that I don't have time to look for and work at a job. Great little catch-22 isn't it?

I dunno, maybe I'm just being pessimistic today... and maybe not. I'll write more later.

-Jarin
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Friday, June 8th, 2001 10:41 pm
Just wanted to explain a point in my last entry... I said that almost all of my time is taken up by my father and grandmother's appointments, even before she broke her hip. That probably sounds like I'm exaggerating, but you must understand... my father is diabetic, and had his toe amputated due to infection, and has severe eye trouble, AND suffered from chronic heart failure in either July or August of 1999, which is when all of his health problems date back to. Because of this, it's a rare week that doesn't have several appointments for him, plus any appointments for my grandmother (which have increased since her accident), plus the regular things of food shopping, and any other errands that need to be run that my mother can't do because of her work schedule. These are things that, before my father's health declined, he could have done himself, but now my mother and I are the only people in the family capable of driving, so that which she can't do falls to me.

I just thought I should explain that.

-Jarin
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Friday, June 8th, 2001 10:34 pm
Well, I'm bored and in the mood to write more, so I guess the next thing for me to talk about is my life, such as it is. I don't have one. I'm not just bitching either, I really don't have one. I have seen my boyfriend exactly twice in the past two years, though I'll soon be spending five wonderful days with him. I don't have a job right now, or for a long time prior to this, because I have to drive my father and grandmother to doctors appointments... my father is on disability and my grandmother is 91 and suffers from senile dementia and, not too long ago, broke her hip. Since my grandmother broke her hip, her senility has increased a thousandfold to the point where she can no longer be left alone for even brief periods of time, so when I'm not driving them around I am either taking care of her (which my father is not patient enough to manage) or taking some brief time on the computer. Today is actually the longest time I have had on the computer in months, thanks to my mother's work schedule for the day and a lack of appointments. I'm not being idle while taking care of her, though, I've also been looking into bettering myself... working on my writing abilities and looking into schooling that would give me marketable skills to get a job should I ever have any free time. Some kind of job that I could do from home, or at least mostly from home, would be best... I've been looking into massage recently, because of a close friend of mine who was a massage therapist, and I may actually settle on that, but my state is currently undergoing a lot of changing legislation involving the practice of massage as a business, so I want to wait and see what the new laws turn out to be before deciding on a school... I want one that is prepared to conform to them. Other than that, and my writing which I may some day be able to sell if I get good enough, I don't have any other prospects for a job, but I did recently manage to convince my parents to give me something for taking up, very literally, almost all of my time... it's not much, only $20 a *week*, but it at least gives me some money to save up with.

Well, I think that's about enough whining for now. I'll write more later.

-Jarin