I had both four prong power supplies necessary!
I am no longer squinting through Pepto-Bismol to see the screen.
(I did, however, move the audio card to give the video card more space, as was suggested by someone online. These Gen 2 computers are dust hogs, and it helps to give the fan a little more room, apparently. However, now I have to get the sound to work again. Let's hope a quick driver reinstall will fix it...)
Hooray for being able to see!
No, it's pouring. And there's thunder and lightning.
*crosses fingers that the weather clears soon*
Slow.
We sold some stuff, but not anywhere near what I had hoped to.
Sister was going to help me, but was very ill this morning. So I had to run around like a loon and try to get things arranged. And Husband had brought up EVERYTHING from the basement and piled it in the aisles. Let me tell you, I am exhausted. I moved it all out onto the driveway by myself and unpacked another twenty boxes and put up a tent and...etc.
Bad luck #1: I reposted the Craigslist ad yesterday, and then went to repost it this morning. (I am aggravated that, in order to repost, you must delete and then post anew.) Only, I forgot that it has a captcha thing, and I was super crazed so I just hit post and ran away. So. My ad was not visible this morning, as it was deleted, and the new ad was waiting to be verified. Sigh.
Bad luck #2: All eight of our signs were "uprooted," according to Husband. I don't know how and/or who. I *do* know that we had two signs in front of our yard, and one of them was down at about one because the neighbor girl came and told me. Not certain what happened.
All in all? I am wishing I'd just donated it all in one fell swoop.
I hope tomorrow is better.
At least I see
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gypsyjolie and my BIL tomorrow morning. One lovely ray of light in the otherwise stress-filled weekend.Also, in other news, I did a bit of a flist trim. Some defunct journals, some un-updated journals, and some comms. Slowly pulling away from more things HP.
Still interested. Just not like before, you know?
Okay, back to the basement.
AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
I've purchased an ATI Radeo HD2600 Pro 512 MB DDR2, which says it needs 400 watts to operate. It'll be delivered tomorrow.
ETA: Looks like it's a VisionTek model, and it needs 300 watts.
The system's power supply is rated at 460 watts.
I've seen someone on the forums who apparently is running a similar card, with no worries. Most people, though, seem to be suggesting that a separate power supply is necessary.
( My system specs )
So what do you think? Should I hazard putting in the card and hooking it in to the main power supply? Or should I get the card its own separate power supply and just rig it out of the case? Thoughts would be incredibly appreciated.
I bought a card from Dell, one of those suggested: an ATI Radeon HD2600 PRO 512 MB DDR2. And now I'm really worried that the power supply for my computer will be insufficient. According to specs online, I have a 460 watt power supply. The specs for the card require a 400 watt power supply. I can't quite wrap my brain around any of this; I'm trying to figure out if my existing power cord will work with it or not.
Website friend is coming over tonight, ostensibly to check out the sale, and he might get tortured about power supply specifics. And pressed into service to move boxes. Poor guy!
Anyway, Dell claimed that it would take 2-3 days for me to receive it, and then when I got the shipping confirmation email, it claimed a delivery date of the 17th. Uh, fail. Today there is a "rescheduled" date of tomorrow, which makes a lot more sense.
So. I've finished sweeping the garage. You would NOT believe how much crud there was. Hulled birdseed was everywhere along one wall. The metal and plastic racks were completely covered with dust and cobwebs. I cleaned some of it off, but they really require a good soaking on the lawn. Yeah, that bad.
( Little more about the garage sale )
1) Husband's grandmother as houseguest for two nights. Now, this is not in itself a problem, as she is a pretty awesome person in many ways, but I am just not mentally equipped to deal with most houseguests.
2) MY COMPUTER OMG WOES. The monitor is displaying lots of extra dots and bars and weird green lines on top of everything. I think the video card is on its way to toast. I've ordered a new card, but I'm currently freaking because a) should I just get a new computer? I mean, really, I bought this one in 10/03, and even though it was top of the line at that time, it's probably only just holding its own now, and b) the new card? might need a special power supply just for itself. GRAH. And this is the worst, because y'all know I can't live without my computer. I am going nuts. I want to write and I'm afraid of giving myself massive headache. And remember that giant eBay listing project? Well, this is certainly making it challenging. grah.
3) Fourth of July party we hosted yesterday. I planned it so that I would have to do the least amount of work possible, and that did work out, but still, sun porch full of people I barely know? Sometimes I can deal with it, and I did, and there were fabulous fireworks, but it was a bit exhausting.
( and a leetle more woe )
Garage sale of doom is coming up. Can I just say that I am thrilled, and absolutely terrified?
This is going to be a busy month. I've been sorting merchandise like crazy, and doing a revamp of my eBay store, and I'm just completely pressed for time. For once, I know what I have to get done, and I'm just trying to go forward and do it. Plus, I have a show to do for my WI friends, and I have a show in my parents' little town, and a show in OH. eee! There are not enough hours in the day.
From FOAF, I've received a lovely set of Magnificent 7 h/c recs. I'm really intrigued by this fandom. Especially in this AU ATF world. More on that later.
Coolest one: Essence of Dreams.
Sure enough, the theme music came on and white credits announced "Watch the Road." A British voice sang:
All you really need to do is watch the road
Watch the road
Watch the road
You just really need to watch the road
Watch the road
Watch the road
So the premise is this. There's black paper on the ground with white lines marked on it, and Laurel and Hardy are pretending to be in a car together, but they're actually just walking side-by-side in their "lane." Hardy is pontificating about road safety to Laurel, and explaining rules of the road, with predictable Laurel and Hardy results.
An example. Hardy tells him he needs to signal if he's turning left, and does a hand signal with his left arm, and of course the "driver" who is passing him on the left gets beaned in the head with Hardy's hand.
I don't understand, brain. I've watched maybe twenty minutes of Laurel and Hardy in my entire lifetime, and haven't thought of them in at least a year. Seriously. And I doubt that this was really a skit of theirs. WTF?
And the theme music WILL NOT leave my brain. I really wish I could get the phone post function to work, because I'd sing it for you.
(As an aside, can I mention that the "highway" they were performing on was definitely an Eisenhower-style highway, and after I woke up I was disappointed? I mean, the theme music and the credits were very true to the time period.)
florence_craye and artystone, but perhaps a few of you might find these pics interesting...Underneath the cut, pics of our front flower bed (before and after), pics of our tomato plants, pics of awesome pretty clematis, and pics of our pond!
( Pond FTW )
logospilgrim!!Happy Birthday to one of the most intriguing and beautiful people I've ever met! Your words are lovely and pour from you directly from your heart. You are a rose, blooming slowly but surely, becoming more and more wondrous with each day. Your genuine love and concern for those around you always shines forth. The earth is a better place for your presence. *hugs* I hope you have a marvelous day, my friend!
aramintasnape!!Happy Birthday to a very good writer and a super sweet LJer! You're one of the nicest people I know. I'm so happy to have met you, and I miss you here on LJ! *hugs* I hope your day is great!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
loudmeggaphone!!Happy Birthday to a kickbutt girl! You're fun, funny, and super peachy-keen. I had so much fun hanging out with you at the last convention! You're an awesome roomie. I am SO going to miss you guys at Azkatraz...I wish I were going! I love reading your entries and I'm so glad we met. *hugs* I hope you have a fabulous day!
The Giant Scary Riptide Fic is still dominating half of my brain, lurking back there, staring at me. "Good grief, Valis," it says in a nasty hissing drawl. "You've written 38k already. What's another 38k? Go on, read me again. Read me and dare to like me."
Um. I actually do. Like it, that is. I hope I can find time to continue it. The size is daunting, though. I'm a little exhausted just thinking of it. I should just envision writing the next scene and not angst over writing another 38k.
And I do NOT need to look for Chris Larabee Magnificent 7 h/c fics. No. I do not. grah.
gmth!!Happy Birthday to one of my favorite LJers! When I was totally new to the fandom (and rather silly) you were so welcoming. I really have loved our comment dialogue over the years, and I'm always interested in your entries. You're funny, smart as a whip, and your fandom organization skills are legendary. I'm so happy to have met you! You are one in a million and you're full of awesome. *hugs* I hope your day is great!
My dear friends from WI left yesterday. They stayed with me for just under a week, and a good time was had by all, even the poodle. Hence the lack of LJ entries from me, though I'm sure you're all used to my absences by now.
And now Husband and I are off to a wedding held on the west coast of MI.
More update tomorrow, I think.
See, I've never had a garage sale before. The location of my parents' house wasn't conducive to them.
So, pricing strategies? Pricing guides? Thoughts about pricing?
Advertising? Do people still put ads in the paper, or is there a new internet forum where one does such things now?
Signs?
Thoughts?
Any advice would be tremendously appreciated. Seriously. I have 1000 square feet of stuff to unload.
(Some of my work is done already. Apparently there is a very popular county fair that takes place just down the road from our house, so everyone does their garage sales that week. I'm planning on setting up for the six days of the show, seriously. I have white tents and extra tables, that sort of thing. And I plan on putting up nice signs--not cardboard crap--at all of the relevant spots.)
Sadly enough, there is no way I have time to catch up on the month of flist entries. Plus, my dear friends from WI are staying with me next week (starting Sunday), so it will be a little hectic and I doubt I'll be reading.
So the show was super busy. Unlike last year, when I couldn't remember my own name, I managed to pull through. Must be the wedding that made me half-crazy last time.
I didn't get to see almost any of the show, but that's probably a good thing. I did buy waaay too much stuff, but hopefully that will pay off. *crosses fingers*
Missed you all very much. This is going to be a helluva busy summer for me, and I'll try to keep connecting whenever I can. *nodnod*
Missed you all.
Riptide fen, I have fic! Er, after I revise it, that is. squee!
I am leaving for WI. Yep, it's that time of year, time for the Big Huge Show that takes three weeks to prepare for, plus a week for the show itself. I am freaking out, believe me. *nodnod*
I will miss you very much, flist! I'll be checking my email occasionally, so you can always reach me there, though I won't be checking it much during the last week and a half.
I'll be back on June 11th.
Please don't defriend me for inactivity. I'll be back to my old ways in a month. (Though not so spammy--I have a crazy summer planned.)
So you want to know what would have happened to Mike and Sarah?
( Okay, I'll tell you. )
The sink contained the dirty dishes from this morning, and the rack held the dishes I'd washed before going to the cove yesterday. I began to hang the clean coffee cups on the rack as Mike came in and closed and bolted the door. He turned towards me as if to say something, but then seemed to reconsider. Instead he switched off the foyer light and walked into his kitchen.
( Read more... )
And finally, the last installment. Thank goodness. Only one entry left, which will detail what was supposed to happen if I had written it all.
I underestimated how many sections this would take, unfortunately. That's why I've been totally spamming you; I'm walking out the door in just a couple hours and I wanted to get it all out before I left.
The sink contained the dirty dishes from this morning, and the rack held the dishes I'd washed before going to the cove yesterday. I began to hang the clean coffee cups on the rack as Mike came in and closed and bolted the door. He turned towards me as if to say something, but then seemed to reconsider. Instead he switched off the foyer light and walked into his kitchen.
I like this dance between them. I like that they can't say what they want to say. She's convinced he doesn't care for her at all, and she's determined to go forward with her blinders firmly attached. He's really uncertain about how to approach her about any of this.
( Read more... )
rickfan37!!Happy Birthday to a wonderful LJer! We've been LJ friends for such a long time. I love your entries, and you are such a sweet person with such a lovely family! I'm always excited when you update. I'm so happy to have met you. *hugs* I hope your day is great!
The rest of the morning went fairly well, as we managed to get two more keepers, an excellent catch for so late in the season. Mr. Jensen decided to cut it short at ten thirty, as Sean was starting to get worn out. I could see the beginnings of a sunburn on his young face. I packed it it and headed for home, trying to sort out my mental list of things to do with a charterless afternoon.
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The rest of the morning went fairly well, as we managed to get two more keepers, an excellent catch for so late in the season. Mr. Jensen decided to cut it short at ten thirty, as Sean was starting to get worn out. I could see the beginnings of a sunburn on his young face. I packed it it and headed for home, trying to sort out my mental list of things to do with a charterless afternoon.
This section has just a little bit of fishing, and then goes back into the romance stuff. This section actually was my favorite section of the whole thing when I first wrote it, so I'm eager to see what my reactions are now.
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I thought for a moment on what fishing technique to use, and decided upon planerboards, two flat pieces of wood standing on their sides with metal spacers running through them. I pulled them out of the small cabin and hopped into the bow with Sean. I'd brought the planerboard mast with me as well and I screwed it into place at the very tip of the bow.
"What's that?" he asked, examining it closely.
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I thought for a moment on what fishing technique to use, and decided upon planerboards, two flat pieces of wood standing on their sides with metal spacers running through them. I pulled them out of the small cabin and hopped into the bow with Sean. I'd brought the planerboard mast with me as well and I screwed it into place at the very tip of the bow.
"What's that?" he asked, examining it closely.
Again, this is a fishing-intense chapter.
A picture of one set of triple planer boards; a diagram of how they work.
I have a small quibble about the use of "what" with "what fishing technique;" should probably be "which."
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Back to Sarah's POV:
By the time I finished showering and dressing Mike had fallen asleep on the couch. The morning was cold and clear, and I hummed a bit as I readied Wave Dancer for my early charter. There was no sign of Mike--not suprising, given that he was up so late--so I ate breakfast alone.
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Back to Sarah's POV:
By the time I finished showering and dressing Mike had fallen asleep on the couch. The morning was cold and clear, and I hummed a bit as I readied Wave Dancer for my early charter. There was no sign of Mike--not suprising, given that he was up so late--so I ate breakfast alone.
What is it about sleeping on couches? Don't they have beds?
This section is pretty much all about fishing.
Let me just say right up front that this is all Lake Erie-style fishing, and is completely wrong for Lake Michigan, and I apologize to any fishermen reading this.
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