Friday: FINALLY get to watch some Netflix that I signed up for two days prior, but due to technical issues, couldn’t log in and watch anything until that point. On-board graphics decides to die, new cable needed, still no luck. Have to update drivers, probably. Guessing I can’t do that on a PC that doesn’t send the signal to the monitor. Went through so many combinations of computer-cable-monitor, plus graphics card, which was second-hand when I got it in 2010. (hey, free graphics card). Must figure out how to find out what drivers I need without being able to check on that computer. More pressing issues, though.
Friday night: go to mum and dad’s place for dinner, no specific time given, should have arrived when we left, though traffic was amazing, which for that time on a FRIDAY night is a miracle in and of itself. The fact that they beefed up the road when the hotel went up helped ease congestion dramatically. Figured it might still be bad before then, though. No big issue, either way. Dinner takes longer to cook anyway. Go to old local, on rumour that an old friend is going. Not disappointed, though for a couple hours it looks that way. Two old friends show up, two for the price of one I guess. Both are women who LIKE me. Who give me REAL hugs. One’s married, one’s… I’m not sure. Single, as far as I know.
Some older woman goes through a routine to get me to undo one shirt button. Oh yeah, I’m wearing a button shirt. Could have actually not worn it, but figured I might go into city instead to see another friend, not sure of dress code there, checked, it wasn’t strict. Dressed up for nothing. Oh well.
Member of community has to go into surgery for tumor on Monday, community rallies behind her. Am reminded that only one person I was ever close to has died, and that was my childhood dog the year after graduating school, so don’t know what it’s like to lose someone I like. None of my grandparents’ deaths to date really affected me, because I was never close to them. No one was, not really. Both were… intense. No tears shed on my part, parents may differ. Must grab grandmother’s manuscript from brother, some time. Can only imagine what it’s like to lose someone you love to cancer/tumour/disease. I’ve only lost girls I like to personality. Rejection sucks. Guy I know got dumped. Offered to buy him a drink some time. Least I can do. Remind him that artists with broken hearts have longest careers. Impress some women-folk with this. Thoughtful response pays off in some way. Unintentional, welcome though.
Saturday: go to park with community. Talk honestly about my year, though leave out two details I haven’t shared with anyone. Will have to address those details at some point.
Check out gaming shop with no street sign up yet, hard to find, though on main road. Sign would make all the difference. Inquire about miniatures, as we’re officially playing D&D properly now. Gaming paper, four players, GOOD edition, the works. Place is awesome. Doesn’t have the miniature I want, but can get it in. Must message them this week some time.
Today: writers group convention, lots of panels about writing and publishing and editing, lots of people, lots of groups, lots of specials on editing and various services. Get drafted last-minute to sit at tables and sell books. Plot twist! No one grabs a copy, because I have no idea how to talk to people first. ALWAYS rely on them to start. Naturally, don’t make many friends that way. Especially women. Good conversationalist otherwise, though. New anthology should be out soon, but may be waiting until September, to coincide with anniversary. Want it out now, dammit!
Tomorrow: going to marketing introduction to see what the course is going to entail. I’d signed up to job listings, didn’t find anything, didn’t expect to. Got long call Thursday, now I’m going along to marketing intro meeting thing.
Tuesday: sleep for a week, probably. That and watch damned funny cartoon on Netflix. Alone, possibly under what’s known as “revenge blanket”. Or just a blanket. It’s winter here, and this house is COLD, yo.
Next Saturday, go into town, see other friend at gig. Fully intend to keep up my end of the agreement, unlike everyone *else* over the last year. Some friends are just shit. This friend bear-hugs though.
Logged in to Facebook, apparently someone released a book today…