Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.
I don't know WHAT I've done since the last few posts, but it's been a couple of weeks so I'll take a stab at it.
I finished the third of three articles for a geek tech magazine; simple stuff, nothing earth-shaking, but excellent exposure. And they have a very reasonable pay scale. I hope to become a reguler contributor, if they will have me. Never fear, I'll promote the heck out of my issue once it gets closer!
I finished my biology class and got a grade for it. The teacher wanted me to pad my essay with more bullshit (as best I could tell), but I refused to do this, tidied it up a bit (fixing the real issues), and re-submitted insisting I was done. I got an A in the class! Yay me!
Now if only the !@#$% CS instructor would GRADE MY ASSIGNMENT. I submitted it last Tuesday. It will have been a week as of tomorrow. I need that grade, and I don't even care if it's a B... but it's the last grade in this degree. I want to get done, bill the company, and get the stupid paperwork out of the way.
Alabama continues to be on my shit list. They want me to pay $800 in taxes on partnership money I made in 2001 or 2002 or whenever the hell it was; plus $200 in interest; plus a $300 penalty. Now that tax season is over and well behind us, I figured the partnership's accountant would be free and relaxed to see what we can do to minimize this damage. So I called Monday, and she was in the hospital getting tests... all day. Her daughter was worried. I hope she survives to untangle this stuff.
I'm making clusters of 5 fireflies per battery mount, to make a total of about 115 fireflies and blinky lights for flipside. I will use them as barter and decorations, and will wear several sets of 13,000 mcd white blinkies as a costume, over black t-shirts and jeans. Minimalist, but bright. You can see me coming!
On that theme, I bought a pair of white-light LED poi so I can start to learn poi spinning for flipside. It will be fun! That is, if I ever get started... today was my official first day to play with them, but they sat in my briefcase all day, sad and neglected.
We'll see what tomorrow brings. Other than my birthday that is. I'll be 43. Give me stuff. Or at least sympathy.
Posted by Edwin at May 1, 2007 09:59 PM