Operating under the assumption that a change is as good as a rest, I’ve swapped the computers in my room. Now the computer I spend 99% of my time on is situated at the desk which features actual legroom. Oh, and the monitor is now much, much closer to my face so I’m not leaning across the desk all the time just so I can read.

Mind you, I’ll still use the other desk when I have company over for computer gaming. This means, yes, that guests will now be enjoying the badass compy instead of the slightly gimpy “gaming” compy.

I should have done this months ago.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to try out Unreal Tournament.

Afterward I plan to work on a 3.5 gigabyte collection of my favorite songs so I can load up my Insignia Pilot portable player. This way I’ll be able to just switch it on, tell it to play everything, turn on “random” mode and hear a whole bunch of songs I like all the way to work and back. The previous plan (selecting some of my favorite albums and swapping them out from time to time because there isn’t enough room for all of them) left me agonizing over what to listen to each time I fired up the player, and skipping songs because very few albums are completely perfect, and hopping from album to album periodically, and… yeah. Screw it. Nothing but songs I love, as many as I can fit in, and I should be golden.

First, though: UT. Yeah.

Every week in the bathroom at the office there’s a new brand and/or scent of handsoap. I don’t normally pay too much attention to the labels, but today’s new bottle decal startled me a bit by claiming that the contained product is non-comedogenic.

I’m sorry, what was that? Are you telling me that washing my hands with your product won’t make me laugh? Is The Joker involved in the handsoap industry somehow?

It turns out that non-comedogenic means that the product won’t block pores. I suppose that acne could be considered funny under certain circumstances, eh?

Hey. Happy Pi Day!

It’s the end of a long, slow work week. My health has returned, but my insomnia has decided to make up for lost time. I haven’t had a full, restful night of sleep since Saturday. Well, at least I’m back to normal, eh?

My employers threw a company party at my supervisor’s house, a suitable venue because they have a bigger house than they need and a big basement room filled with toys… pool table, pinball machine, and so forth. I proved yet again that I’m no good at competitive games, but I had fun enough. Side note: One of the guests used to work for Monqui, which means we both know Jaime Cooley, former music director & air talent at KNRK. Small world!

Part of my weekend plans involve cleaning. I’ve been dead to the world for the last few weeks, so my bedroom and bathroom aren’t in the best of repair. It’s high time I did something about that.

Kyla and I have found a new addiction: Top Gear. Hey, we’ve gotta do something while waiting for more Avatar, let alone the new season of Doctor Who.

I think that’s everything for now. More to come, when I start doing post-worthy things with my life again.