Boyfriend was sick this week, poor wee monkey that he is, so on Friday when he left work early I told him to go to my place and crash and I would take care of him when I got home.
Well, I got home to discover that he was recovered, and had taken it upon himself to update my computer to the new Ubuntu release, 'Karmic Koala' (I am endlessly entertained by their release names, but wonder what will happen when they hit the ned of the alphabet). This didn't work out so well, breaking GRUB, and now I have no desktop. He swears it'll be easy to fix. Confidence levels are not at an all time high after he got home on Saturday and tried to update his HTPC's distro of Sabayon, with disastrous results.
I had a long talk with myself about denim this week as well. I have been known to lament the death of elegance in fashion (at great length, usually after a few gin&tonics). Specifically the fact that jeans, once an article of clothing reserved for working in the garden and young children at play in messy areas, are now the default level of 'casual'. Coincidentally, my only pair of 'casual' pants (jeans) died last week. Rather than replace them with yet another pair of denim trousers, I put my money where my mouth was and bought two pairs of nice slacks in a small corduroy instead.
I'm still trying to formulate properly my ideas on dress, casual/formal, stylish/fashionable, and the social implications thereof. I need to have it properly formulated before publishing, or the Angry Engineer and alt.milan will socratic-method me into another migraine (even though the AE agrees with me on this topic).
Well, I got home to discover that he was recovered, and had taken it upon himself to update my computer to the new Ubuntu release, 'Karmic Koala' (I am endlessly entertained by their release names, but wonder what will happen when they hit the ned of the alphabet). This didn't work out so well, breaking GRUB, and now I have no desktop. He swears it'll be easy to fix. Confidence levels are not at an all time high after he got home on Saturday and tried to update his HTPC's distro of Sabayon, with disastrous results.
I had a long talk with myself about denim this week as well. I have been known to lament the death of elegance in fashion (at great length, usually after a few gin&tonics). Specifically the fact that jeans, once an article of clothing reserved for working in the garden and young children at play in messy areas, are now the default level of 'casual'. Coincidentally, my only pair of 'casual' pants (jeans) died last week. Rather than replace them with yet another pair of denim trousers, I put my money where my mouth was and bought two pairs of nice slacks in a small corduroy instead.
I'm still trying to formulate properly my ideas on dress, casual/formal, stylish/fashionable, and the social implications thereof. I need to have it properly formulated before publishing, or the Angry Engineer and alt.milan will socratic-method me into another migraine (even though the AE agrees with me on this topic).
Update this thing already.
You are lazy.
And hot.
But lazy.