Do Nothing Day
12/08/2006 11:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izmeinaThe Izzie had a very nice day on Thursday - slinking about our usual sacred site and squiggling in a new deck of rather strange cards. Hoping to post about that some time soon - but seems we are never in the mood. Pottered off to Abhi's bakery which makes the yummiest scrummiest breads - all organic and with some very interesting ingredients. Then we pottered up to Memorial Hill to watch the moonrise. Very pretty and orange it was too.
But Friday was altogether different. A grey and miserable day and no interest in doing anything at all. Did intend to slink into Downtown Dursleyville for the afternoon to peek in the shops and stock up on bottlies. But in the end just snoozed until lunchtime and then again from 2pm to 4 or so and finally stuck our nose out the door to visit the shops. Needed milk and stuff. Otherwise - would have stayed in the Lair. You'd think we'd make some use of the day like doing a bit of cleaning, finishing our tax return or heaven forbid - get a bit of packing done for the Grand European Triwizard Tour which is now only five weeks away.
Did manage to count some beans for the Potions Mistress. So so wish we did not bother. The Preciousss was being totally bitchy and once again playing "Toss the beachball of doom" At one stage got to thinking - For God's Sake - does it really need to take 3 minutes to enter a bill for a pissy 3 silver sickles? Should have been suspicious at that stage but plodded on regardless. It did get a bit quicker but that bitch of a beachball was popping up far more than normally expected. But at 10.15 - just in time for Late Night Live - had entered the last of the receipts for May 2006. The only thing remaining was to put the receipts back in their envelope and add the Sign of the Serpent (to say they'd been done) and to make the backup file and copy it onto a USB stick.
While doing this - suddenly gets a message saying that something or other was unable to be encrypted properly and would therefore be ignored. Never had this happen before. But it was when the program suddenly shut down that we got increasingly suspicious. Turns out that there was no trace at all of that evening's work to be found or anything at all from the month of May. 40 mins or so just totally wasted. Turned out we'd done the first part of the May receipts last week instead of doing them all at once. So was able to restore that back up file. It was bad enough losing those 40 mins - but if we'd done the whole month last night and taken two hours like it usually does - would have been even more murderous. Now the Izzie is totally paranoid about this pathetic program.
So, aside from being uber pissed off and grumpy as another 40 mins wasted trying to recover last night's stuff yielded no results - turned out was in no mood at all to indulge our original plan of playing with our new online toys - particuarly Vox and Pandora's Box. Even if we had managed to calm down - the Preciousss was still being a bitch and on a total go slow. Tons of webpages kept giving us the "problem loading page' crap. Thought that maybe Pandora's music box was too much for dopy dodo dial up to cope with but closing it down made bugger all difference. So what should have been a leisurely lurk and slink in Cyberia just turned out to be another infuriating episode of frustration. So we just pissed off and slinked off to the serpent basket and had ourselves a pity party.
Intended to go to the City Farm Growers market today - it's only on Saturdays 8-12pm. Set our alarm for 9am but slammed the snooze button and did not bother getting up until 11.30 am. Lazy serpent. Was working at 2.30pm so did bugger all. Listened to the radio and got adventurous and re-entered the rest of those May receipts. This time nothing evil happened. Did intend to start on June tonight but ended up working until 10pm instead of the original 8pm but that's another story - another rant at that.
So not sure if there's a way of checking if Preciousss has been infected with some insidious viral disease or if it's just a case of dopy dodo dialup or alzheimers. (256mb memory is almost dinosaur standard these days)
But Friday was altogether different. A grey and miserable day and no interest in doing anything at all. Did intend to slink into Downtown Dursleyville for the afternoon to peek in the shops and stock up on bottlies. But in the end just snoozed until lunchtime and then again from 2pm to 4 or so and finally stuck our nose out the door to visit the shops. Needed milk and stuff. Otherwise - would have stayed in the Lair. You'd think we'd make some use of the day like doing a bit of cleaning, finishing our tax return or heaven forbid - get a bit of packing done for the Grand European Triwizard Tour which is now only five weeks away.
Did manage to count some beans for the Potions Mistress. So so wish we did not bother. The Preciousss was being totally bitchy and once again playing "Toss the beachball of doom" At one stage got to thinking - For God's Sake - does it really need to take 3 minutes to enter a bill for a pissy 3 silver sickles? Should have been suspicious at that stage but plodded on regardless. It did get a bit quicker but that bitch of a beachball was popping up far more than normally expected. But at 10.15 - just in time for Late Night Live - had entered the last of the receipts for May 2006. The only thing remaining was to put the receipts back in their envelope and add the Sign of the Serpent (to say they'd been done) and to make the backup file and copy it onto a USB stick.
While doing this - suddenly gets a message saying that something or other was unable to be encrypted properly and would therefore be ignored. Never had this happen before. But it was when the program suddenly shut down that we got increasingly suspicious. Turns out that there was no trace at all of that evening's work to be found or anything at all from the month of May. 40 mins or so just totally wasted. Turned out we'd done the first part of the May receipts last week instead of doing them all at once. So was able to restore that back up file. It was bad enough losing those 40 mins - but if we'd done the whole month last night and taken two hours like it usually does - would have been even more murderous. Now the Izzie is totally paranoid about this pathetic program.
So, aside from being uber pissed off and grumpy as another 40 mins wasted trying to recover last night's stuff yielded no results - turned out was in no mood at all to indulge our original plan of playing with our new online toys - particuarly Vox and Pandora's Box. Even if we had managed to calm down - the Preciousss was still being a bitch and on a total go slow. Tons of webpages kept giving us the "problem loading page' crap. Thought that maybe Pandora's music box was too much for dopy dodo dial up to cope with but closing it down made bugger all difference. So what should have been a leisurely lurk and slink in Cyberia just turned out to be another infuriating episode of frustration. So we just pissed off and slinked off to the serpent basket and had ourselves a pity party.
Intended to go to the City Farm Growers market today - it's only on Saturdays 8-12pm. Set our alarm for 9am but slammed the snooze button and did not bother getting up until 11.30 am. Lazy serpent. Was working at 2.30pm so did bugger all. Listened to the radio and got adventurous and re-entered the rest of those May receipts. This time nothing evil happened. Did intend to start on June tonight but ended up working until 10pm instead of the original 8pm but that's another story - another rant at that.
So not sure if there's a way of checking if Preciousss has been infected with some insidious viral disease or if it's just a case of dopy dodo dialup or alzheimers. (256mb memory is almost dinosaur standard these days)
