Anya ,'Storyteller'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
We'd love to move back, but I think Pacific Northwest is more likely...
Then it's looking like we might "retire" to Seattle.
::rubs hands::
Cass, I'm glad you were there making things peaceful for your grandmother. Everyone deserves that, I think, but so few people get that sort of ending. Punctuation and peace to you, now.
Oh, Kristin. Bleh. Punctuation and peace for you, too. With a side for Juliana. Because. And for Hec. And for anyone who has had to deal with that particular moment of hell.
A friend made me a mix tape (okay, an iMix) ((and not in the twu luv way)) (((I mean he probably technically does love me and I know he cares, but not in a having a future way))) ((((I am in parenthetical hell here)))) which was sweet.
He made it a few nights ago and I was going to buy the iMixified songs now that I am home again.
Friend called tonight, before I had downloaded, and we were talking about how it was a marketing shame that iTunes didn't let you send presents of iMixes.
Turns out they do. Kinda.
I have an email saying that I have an iMix present and I just need to click the button and then all of the shinies will be mine.
Except it doesn't work. I upgraded iTunes, swapped from Firefox to Explorer. removed every single security setting that I could and nothing. Well, a page that doesn't load or give a clue as to where to go. And nothing in any help files.
This isn't a tech question so much as a tearing of the hair and rending of the garments that something that should have made me smile and feel happy has made me frustrated to the point of tears. A rant.
Also squeezing the puppycat made her fart.
It's just not my night.
Plei, how far is Seattle from Portland? In an idle conversation sort of way...
Everyone deserves that, I think, but so few people get that sort of ending.They do. And I was surprised when I realized how rare it is for someone to be able to pass away at home unless it is something sudden. I am glad we were able to do that for my grandma. She was surrounded by her family and it wasn't something clinical. Not that hospitals and medical care is wrong, just there was nothing to do for her that would help, except ease the pain.
I bought my dad an audiobook via the iTunes Music Store. He got an email giving him an URL to go to but he lost the email. After quite a bit of a rigmarole (most of which was our fault due to my dad's untechiness), I was able to snag it for him. Anyway, in that process I found out about Apple's iTunes Music Store Customer Support. It's not as good as having a phone number, but they might address your issue here, Cass: [link]
eta: I hope it all goes better soon!
Thanks, Spidra. I sent an email - and hopefully edited out some of my snark and vitriol because frankly I realize that I am an emotional wreck and, while not getting to download an iMix is frustrating, it's not really the reason I am melting down. Also email is almost always better than a phone number for me. I unlike teh humans.
Plei, how far is Seattle from Portland? In an idle conversation sort of way...
It's about a two and a half, three hour drive, depending on traffic.
We used to go there for the day about three times a year, but haven't been since pre-Lillian.
So just about as far as LAistas are from me now on a good traffic day. Huh. That is good to know.
How is the darling squeakaboo?
I think I emotionally drained myself tonight for no good reason. I should try and get some sleep soon and just face things again in the morning when I might not have a meltdown because iTunes was mean to me.
I wasn't asleep! Really! Just because I was laying in the papasan with snoozing Mallory for two hours and dreaming...sheesh! I have too much to do today to sleep!
Caffiene is indicated, in large doses.
(shakes head) Bad dreams too. I just read something about Edward Gein, who I'd never heard of before, if you can believe it, and that got mixed up in my head with a case the embassy's currently involved in regarding the disappearance of a cruise ship passenger, [link] and I was being chased around a ship by Gein.
How is the darling squeakaboo?
Snuffly. So I'm up when I should be asleep, because I find it hard to sleep when she's not up to snuff.
(However, I am now going to try.)
In Wally-related news, it seems I have a date for Thursday lunchtime. She grew up in Russia, moved to NZ when a teenager and thence to Australia. She's the one with the daughter, only it turns out said daughter has all-over body hair and retractable claws.