Where In This World

I'm hooked.

Rain

We went camping this weekend and got wet.

First, we tried to set up the tent before it rained, but weren't done before it poured. So we set up the tent in the rain and got both the tent and ourselves sopping wet.

The campfire and foil dinners went well though. Easily the best foil dinner I've ever had.

Then it rained late at night after we'd gone to sleep, and the tent leaked on our heads. We put our feet where our heads were and kept on sleeping. N slept through the whole thing. Not even the thunder and lightning woke him up.

In the morning, we went swimming at the lake nearby.

All in all, it was worth the wet clothes and rain.

B-Day

It's Nash's 1st birthday today. Be excited. Be very excited.

This Fall

I'll be teaching freshman comp at UM. The dept. likes to hedge its bets though, so they've only given me a one semester spot, with no guarantees afterward. That means that finding this particular job is really only a brief reprieve from looking for a new one.

In other news, I didn't get the Press job. They opted for a former work-study student, since they'd have to train him/her less.

So I'm officially a lecturer now, having signed papers and filled out forms. I never wanted to teach, but now I am, out of necessity. Strange how that works.

On Submissions

There are days, like today, when I absolutely despair of ever publishing a story. And on those days, if they are really bad days, I submit something, anything, in an attempt to allay that feeling of crushing obscurity. For some reason, sending paper, or electronic files, off into the abyss calms me. The ordering and arranging of cover letters and listing of titles and dates makes my tiny world of letters feel as though it had purpose. Eventually, I'll receive a note on a slip of paper that rejects said submission, and I'll despair again. Lovely cycle, isn't it?

Laptopia

Macbook refuses to start two days ago.

Panic level = rising. Data = not backed up in a long time.

Internet searches to solve problem make me dumber. Solution = no closer.

Warranty = Still in effect. Panic level = holding steady.

Tech support = Yep, already did that. Did that too.

Trip into Apple Store = Quick diagnosis. Why find the problem when you can swap out the old parts for new? Macbook will be returned, with new keyboard, logic board, etc. in two days. Two days!

End result = Panic level dissapears. Love of all things Mac = rising.


Update: They called me on Tuesday, a day ahead of schedule, to tell me my macbook was ready for pickup. Amazing.