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Does anyone know of good places to take a laptop for a repair?

My Leomund is no longer under warranty, and its keyboard and mouse have stopped working. again. It's almost certainly a hardware problem. It's a Dell, and has resisted previous efforts at fixing--only to be resurrected by a slight jolt.

Any suggestions would be appreciated.
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To celebrate Cantoween, I watched a guy poke his own eyes out.

That's right, it's Oedipus time! Commentary on the show, angsting about the party. )

Following up on the this a meme, or just a cool thing I do?

[ profile] krasota, again, I suffer from distance and memory. But your "I'm thinking of something eeeeeevil" grin hasn't changed, if your icon is's bias-cut. Lots of fancy detailing, very nearly prissy in its extra seams and such--but made out of an almost sheer fabric, so that no matter how modest it wants to be, it ain't. I think light blues, sea greens.

[ profile] ellinor, my instinct is to do you as Haley...there's always room for treasure! But that's not especially interesting, I'm afraid. You are the Queen of Spades from the Peter Lehmann label I have near my desk. Renaissance-ish, in muted golds and blues and oranges; fancy trim--your hair bound up except for that one bit that says "Hello. I'm not the Queen of Hearts. Got it?"

[ profile] kassrachel, let's go a little ethnic and exotic here. Simple sheath dress in white silk, a little like a chongsam (sp?) but with slim long sleeves. Over it, a Tibetan long vest in dark blue velvet with patterned geometric patches in whites, silvers, and dark red. Big. Like, down to your calves, and heavy with the velvets. I like this. I might have to make one.

[ profile] wdalphin, oh yes you get leather pants. MIB for me, I think. Nearly Matrix-style stuff, so leathers, textures, satins, silks. (Always did like your silk shirts...) Black leather pants with short boots; dark silk shirt with tie, long overcoat that might be covering some illicit and interesting weapons.

[ profile] sylvantechie, I am curious about how you'd look as a 1920s gangster. Fedora. Gray pinstriped suit, a little rumpled. Air of casual authority--not from violence, but from knowing exactly whom to lean on, and having all the information of the boys at your fingertips. Beats Johnny Half-Ass or Frankie No-Neck, I think...

[ profile] woobat, this is probably corrupted by knowing your garden and your interests, but when I think of goddess dresses, I think of you. There's a picture of Pomona that my duplicate has on her wall; green, flowing, with hair bound up but falling out around the ivy; red apples in her lap; infinite calm. Which you do have, even if it's being held in reserve.

[ profile] bezique, I don't have a good one for your long hair. Instead, put on a brilliant white lab coat, elbow-length rubber gloves, antique goggles, and a manic expression. No one does mad scientist like you. Oh, and you'd look damn fine in an Edwardian tails and white tie. Supercilious expression optional.

[ profile] magdalene1, good to see you! Er...write you! Oh, whatever. I think you'd look good in a version of the Titania costume we had in January. A black velvet bodice that displays your cleavage, but worn over lots and lots of soft lingerie-style skirts, in whites and light pinks and beige and blue, just pouring out from underneath. It would not be your usual look, and I don't know that it's truly You. But it would be pretty cool.

Oh, and anonymous J definitely gets a camel, plus a rifle and a nasty-looking knife.
And an ankh, for those of you who've read _Declare_.

Here is a brief explanation of "trivia" and why nine naked men has something to do with it. Every day they get more nude! )


Apr. 1st, 2004 06:18 pm
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A gentle smack from the universe has been given to me today. Kind of the older cat whacking the kitten thwap--no claws, no malice, just a "go away and leave me alone, kid".

First--that paper, that so many of you sent good vibes for? It's done, it's pretty good. However. It's Spring Break. Spring freaking Break. The paper is not due till NEXT Thursday.

I walked to class through the Noah-riffic weather to discover a dark, dark lecture hall...and my inabiity to read the syllabus.

Then the bus got a flat on the way home. A big-ass MBTA bus gets a flat! What did we do, run over a box of ice picks?

Neither of these things inspired any bitterness--just a sense of amusement and a light paranoia. Which are helpful for every day.
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I can hear the wind whistling outside. And the occasional rumble of the T. I heard it this morning at 5, after the oob woke me up. It's reassuring; the city moves without and around me, life goes on.

I was going to post my answers to wavyarms's 5-question meme, but apparently I need to learn to use LJ tags better. Crud.

Time for sleep. Oh no--my laundry!!


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