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As I mentioned earlier, I've been mired in the academic mud this weekend in a bid to make good on the mulligan offered by my teacher. As soon as I post this, I'm going to begin Essay 2 of 3, which examines the differences between the roles of women in medieval Christianity and those of modern Christianity. What fun. Zowee. As you can tell, I am overjoyed.
Actually, I'm sulking. Not only do I have hordes of plotbunnies to sift through and prioritize, but I bought Duma Key the nanosecond Uncle Sam bestowed his lucre upon my grubby fist. I tried to wait until I finished my academic obligations before I started, but lo, I was weak. The shiny cover and formidable bulk called to me, and I succumbed. I'm only fifty pages in, but it's promising. If I'm scarce for the next few days, it's because I'm following kindly old Uncle Stevie into the darkest part of the forest.
And now, a question for my fellow rolling goddesses, especially![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maccaj and aleja.
Yesterday, my right front wheel began to emit a high-pitched scream every time it rolled. It is a shriek so high and piercing that somewhere in New Mexico, bats are losing control of their bowels and careening headlong into cave walls. I have examined the wheel, whose only defect is a wodge of hair wrapped around the axle/bolt. Removing the hair wodge did not improve matters; in fact, the howling only got louder and more frequent. So, is this a job for WD-40, or must I call the wheelchair tinkerer and fork over $115 for a service call and possible wheel replacement? If it's the latter, I'm going to be pissed. These wheels are only 15 months old. Then again, so are the armrest pads, and they're sloughing like victims of a flesh-eating bacteria. Cheap goddamn peripherals.
Lastly, I accidentally clicked the wrong button and authorized the download of the most recent version of Firefox. This would be great if it weren't for the fact that my computer is a lumbering fossil with an antique OS that might not support it. I've seen a site that offers older versions of the Firefox software, but I can't remember the URL. Does anyone know the page of which I speak? I love Firefox and don't want to give it up.
Actually, I'm sulking. Not only do I have hordes of plotbunnies to sift through and prioritize, but I bought Duma Key the nanosecond Uncle Sam bestowed his lucre upon my grubby fist. I tried to wait until I finished my academic obligations before I started, but lo, I was weak. The shiny cover and formidable bulk called to me, and I succumbed. I'm only fifty pages in, but it's promising. If I'm scarce for the next few days, it's because I'm following kindly old Uncle Stevie into the darkest part of the forest.
And now, a question for my fellow rolling goddesses, especially
maccaj and aleja. Yesterday, my right front wheel began to emit a high-pitched scream every time it rolled. It is a shriek so high and piercing that somewhere in New Mexico, bats are losing control of their bowels and careening headlong into cave walls. I have examined the wheel, whose only defect is a wodge of hair wrapped around the axle/bolt. Removing the hair wodge did not improve matters; in fact, the howling only got louder and more frequent. So, is this a job for WD-40, or must I call the wheelchair tinkerer and fork over $115 for a service call and possible wheel replacement? If it's the latter, I'm going to be pissed. These wheels are only 15 months old. Then again, so are the armrest pads, and they're sloughing like victims of a flesh-eating bacteria. Cheap goddamn peripherals.
Lastly, I accidentally clicked the wrong button and authorized the download of the most recent version of Firefox. This would be great if it weren't for the fact that my computer is a lumbering fossil with an antique OS that might not support it. I've seen a site that offers older versions of the Firefox software, but I can't remember the URL. Does anyone know the page of which I speak? I love Firefox and don't want to give it up.
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