What follows is probably mostly whinging and self-pity. But it’s my journal, and I get to use it for stuff like that sometimes.
Movie night gatherings have always been small. But we’ve looked forward to them because they meant socializing with friends we don’t see often enough, and the films are usually entertaining if not outright thought provoking.
But, for the second month in a row, it hasn’t really happened. People certainly have other things to do, and I don’t want anyone to feel an obligation to come watch DVDs with us. But I admit that I’m kinda bummed at the lack of turnout last night, when no one showed up. We managed to find ways to entertain ourselves (ahem), and we ate all the muffins that kitanzi had made for the gathering, but….meh.
Then, this morning, we discovered that kitanzi‘s computer had died. We had a power outage last night, and I’m guessing that either the power supply or the motherboard is toast. It starts to power on, and within a second or two just powers off. No beeps, no nothing. I tried to take it today to the shop that built it (I don’t have the tools for that kind of low-level hardware troubleshooting) and found they had moved. (I’ve since relocated them, but I wasn’t happy since I was using part of my lunch break to try and drop it off — now I have to do that after work.
I *had* been planning on getting a new TV with my government stimulus cheque. Had one all picked out, too. But….now i’m feeling that I shouldn’t, and should do other things with instead – or even nothing at all. Every time I firmly decide which way I’m going on the issue, I immediately regret the decision and waffle again.
I keep reading this and thinking “Meh. Hardly worth being blah about.” There are people on my friends list having lousier weeks than I am, even with all the work stress, and my problems are more angst than any real crisis that requires solving. But I’m going to post it anyway, because it’s what’s on my mind right now. Thanks for reading it.