So...
I've been remiss in writing anything lately. Mostly because my life is pretty not interesting. However, I scored a massively good deal on a laptop thanks to my late night lifestyle and a brand new Sony VAIO laptop is on its way to my door. This paves the way for a most excellent outdoor office which I plan to take advantage of as soon as possible. And since it's been well into the 40s all week, that means as soon as I get the laptop and router set up.
In other not exciting news, I'm a bit obsessed with my grill. I seem to end up using it a lot because it makes some ridiculously juicy and tasty burgers. I had two today. Gracie, of course, is terrified of the grill. She gives it a wide berth every time she goes near it along with a suspicious look. It might jump out and try to eat her after all.
I take it back
2010 arrived with a call from the insurance company. In a delightful turn of events, they are sending me a check for $853 to fix my slightly damaged bumper. I'm going to have Keith take a look at the truck, but most likely I'll take the advice of the insurance adjuster and take the money and run. As my dad said, it pays for my trip about four times over. I was planning on giving myself a new laptop for Christmas anyway.
So now I'm all for minor car accidents where there is no physical damage to myself or others and very little damage to my vehicle and the other guy's insurance company sends me money.
In other news, I got a Christmas present from my parents that is quite useful. It seems my dad was paying attention when I mentioned my need of a grill. Though we've both looked at the 20 pages of instructions on how to put it together and are still debating whether I should attempt it by myself at home or whether we should assemble pieces of it here. Further complicating things is the fact that someone actually wanted to see my house this week (apparently the old the-house-is-not-clean-so-of-course-someone-is-going-to-want-to-see-it trick worked) so there is the small glimmer of hope that the housing market in the Valley may actually exist and my house may yet sell before everything goes to hell when my former employer goes under.
