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Oct. 29th, 2011 11:10 am
gwendolyngrace: (GrumpyDean)
The first installment of "All Things Considered"'s kids' book club was yesterday:

The Graveyard Book.

Although as usual, either no one asked or they didn't ask Gaiman to answer the important questions. Like "WHAT IS SILAS? WHERE DOES HE GO?"

But that's okay. And then I found this:

Mouse Circus

Which I'm sure anyone who reads his blog regularly (yes, [livejournal.com profile] etakyma, I'm looking at you) knows already. So I'm behind the curve. Sue me. Wicked cool.

Okay. Updates. Oy. So much has happened in the last month. Mockingbird is over. Bell, Book, and Candle will be over tonight. Of course it's supposed to snow and we're supposed to strike.... We'll see how that goes. My neck got all twingey again last night and it hurts to turn my head to the left again. ARGH.

In the next week, I have a class on Tuesday morning, I'm leaving early on Wednesday for an appointment, I have an orientation session all day Thursday, and then on Friday I'm heading to Rochester for the weekend because after that, rehearsals for Big start in earnest and I won't have time until January. Somewhere in there I have to get my passenger-side front tire looked at because I had to fill it with air about a week ago. No road trip with a bum tire, thank you!

The reason I'm going to Rochester is not a particularly happy one. It's time to kick Mom's move to assisted living into high gear. )

So, it's been a bit...hectic. Fraught. Tense. Those things. But it's okay.

I'm not going to audition for any more theatre through the winter - at least not until we have a better sense of timing - so that I am free to travel back and forth to Rochester on weekends and ferry stuff away one car-load at a time. The good news is that there should be no reason Mom can't go to the house over the winter as well, to move some of her items that she wants, or if I came in on a Friday we could go on Saturday and spend the day going through several boxes, then bring what we're keeping back to her new place. The bad thing is that it'll be more expensive than we'd hoped because it's more on the order of assisted living than just living someplace on one level. But insurance will pick up some, the sale of the house will bring in some funds (not a lot), and my earning shot up with the new job *just* in time to be able to help.

And as I put it to her, it's happening while she's still able to be fully in control (or at least mostly in control) of what's happening. She can make the decisions, she can still enjoy high activity and in fact may be more healthy as a result. It's just hard to face the reality of leaving her house after 37 years.

Then again, the maple tree's gone. So really? Not all that much point to staying anymore. :)
gwendolyngrace: (Love Is... Impala)
Resolution to the accident: The assessment for repair was for less than $500, so it doesn't affect the woman's insurance negatively, and I now have a check. I will call my mechanic to see about doing the repair on the ultra-cheap, I hope, and use the rest to help defray the cost of Infinitus.

A and I have figured out that we will take the AutoTrain from VA to Orlando for Infinitus. We have a little private compartment (called a "roomette", how cute is that?) and thus we will have my car in Orlando and also all the Stuff we need to bring. No shipping! No hoping that the stuff arrives on time! No extra airline fees for checked bags! A little room to ourselves where we don't have to do all the driving, and we can stretch out and maybe even sleep on the way! It will be an adventure.

Now that my crazy theatre schedule is done, we actually went to see a MOVIE yesterday. Amazing! The images move on a big screen, and all that. We saw "How to Train Your Dragon" which was thoroughly cute and charming and fun (and bears no resemblance to Norse culture at all, but neither did I expect it to!). Note to Vikings: Dragons own you, not the other way 'round. Though I will say it's predictable that the "surcharge" for 3D movies keeps increasing every time we go. Then again, it's been almost a year since we saw a 3D movie at this theatre - the last 3D film I saw was "Avatar" and that was in Pittsburgh.

This has been a really intense week over in HP Alternity, including several late nights in a row and rather full-time days of major playing. Which has been amazing, in the thick of it, but wow, really draining too. But Barty Crouch, Jr, has been making more of a showing lately, and my, he's an interesting fellow!
gwendolyngrace: (RisingSon)
So, I had an interview this morning for a 5-month contract job. It's AA work, but in HR, which is a new field. Duties include posting jobs, calling applicants to screen them, scheduling interviews, supporting job fairs, etc.

It's 20 miles straight down 128 - actually, it's the exit before 93 and Rte 1 split from 95. So lots of wear-and-tear on the car. More gas.

But. Five months - which would get me through summer. I will need to call unemployment to figure out if that will disqualify me to reopen the claim if I don't have anything to move into afterward (and yes, I'd completely keep looking while I'm working, there's no way this is a temp-to-perm position).

Meh, it'd be a job. So tomorrow I have to go to the Stoughton office of the contracting agency to fill out paperwork and get drug-tested.

Meanwhile, because I was on the southside, I called my mechanic and went to Ashland to have him look at the car frame. As I suspected, there's nothing wrong. Just where the bumper's paint is scraped. And that can get fixed whenever the other insurance company gets around to assessing it.

From there, I drove back up to Framingham to go to Sprint. My phone has been reluctant to charge. As in, I have to shake it and try multiple times to plug it in. I figured, most likely, that the contacts were getting grimy and needed to be cleaned. But they needed my phone for 90 minutes because there was a line.

Moral: I should have brought my netbook!

I left the phone and went to amuse myself for a while until they had a chance to check the phone. I checked out the new Michael's (new location), went to Starbucks and had a coffee while I read a chapter of my book and copied out a line or two from my script (part of my memorization process). Then I jogged over to Container Store just to window shop. No travel sale yet. I was tempted by some clearance wrapping paper, but in the end I left it.

Back to Sprint - and of course, they had no trouble with the phone. They did give me a new charging cord (yay, free accessories!), and to be fair, when I plugged it into the car charger: no trouble. Started charging right away. They did mention cleaning the contacts, so if that really was the problem, then maybe it's fixed. (Crosses fingers)

Back home. My tights arrived, yay! (Needed different colour tights for "Singin'", and only had one pair that colour.)

Reported to Unemployment. Called another staffing agency that had emailed me in the meantime.

Exhausted now.
gwendolyngrace: (GrumpyDean)
I'm so behind on everything....

But the show opened last night (yay!) and I experienced a second occurrence that I really hope does not turn into a tradition. I was rear-ended in traffic. Luckily, it was incredibly minor (at least on my end). It was one of those bumper-to-bumper situations where traffic ahead of me started, but the car *directly* in front of me didn't go right away. But the person *behind* me thought we were going, so she tapped her accelerator. So, 5 MPH, maybe? Her BMW was much more messed up than my SUV bumper - I mean, I don't even know if there's anything (other than paint) to fix. Though that said, if there is anything, I will get it fixed because hello, I don't want rust. She was really, really upset at the time (which was way disproportionate to the accident, so lucky for me I was completely calm), and she called me this morning (at 8:15, UGH!) to find out if I'm okay and apologize for falling apart, and to make sure that I had all her information.

I figure - hey, I've been at fault in accidents before, ones with much more extensive (though never injurious) damage, and I was fortunate that at least once, when I was really upset about it, the other driver was calm, collected, and not wanting to rip me a new one for fucking up his car. Even when I was hit on the way to "Steppin' Out," the worst part wasn't the trunk damage (which wasn't dramatic, but was enough to stop the trunk from opening easily for the rest of the life of the car), it was that I was on my way to the performance and I was worried I'd be late. And I think I was pretty calm with that woman, too. Point being, I've been there myself, and I know how it feels to want the last five seconds back.

Then I witnessed another almost-accident on the way home... at 1:30 AM... after going out drinking after the show (which was a whole 'nother story. We tried to go to the 99 and it was closed, so we all tried to go to TGI Friday's before they closed, got in JUST before last call, but just as they finally brought our drinks and food, a Framingham cop started going round to everyone saying, 'You've got 5 minutes before they close up.' And everyone got really pissed, because, dude, we'd JUST got our stuff. If we weren't going to have time to sit and enjoy, they shouldn't have served us at all). So I'm in Waltham and I turned up the side street to bypass all the lights on 20, and there's a monster truck two cars ahead and a little VW Passat behind him. The truck swings wide to the left, clearly about to turn right but with NO SIGNAL, and the Passat tries to slip in front of the truck...on the right. They came within an inch of hitting.

I hung back while the guys got out and checked their cars. There was a little discussion but no exchange of info - and no violence, which was good. Because honestly, could have gone that way, and if I'd had to be a witness, I'd've been obligated to say they were both boneheads.


So, this coming week marks four months of unemployment. It's the longest I have *ever* gone without working. Even during my previous worksearches, I was temping and getting money coming in within a few weeks of my layoff. But with this worksearch, I dunno, it's hard to find temp jobs that are "worth" doing compared to collecting unemployment. But on the other hand, there's a strain to being out of the workforce for so long, losing touch, losing routine, etc. I haven't been nearly as productive as I aspired to be - though since the weather has improved (well, not early this week!), I've been walking more and really focusing on trying to get back in shape.

(Speaking of which, Champion now has a low-cost version of the ultra-high-tech Sketchers that improve your butt while you walk, which is itself a US version of MBT shoes, which have been around in the UK for a few years already. Anyway, Champion sells through Payless, and the shoes are $30 instead of $100. I knew it was just a matter of time.)

But back to the "no work" thing. Well, I did get a call yesterday about a possible contract position. It's an AA, but they're specifically looking for someone with project management experience (which is interesting), and the pay is fairly good, though it's apparently somewhere west (I think she said Westwood? It wasn't Westboro, but I didn't hear the name of the town clearly). I said I'd at least be interested in talking to them. Why not?

And so many reports and blogs and newsletters are saying that contract work and other new models are becoming the norm, much more than direct hires. Which makes sense - it was trending that way even before the economy slipped - but it makes for a career of constant change. I don't mind that mindset when it's *theatre*, but I really prefer a little more stability in the rest of my life.

So, the dilemma facing me is whether I should go back to that career coach and say, "yeah, okay, my way is totally not working. Let's plunk down some cash and start networking" or whether I lower standards and go back to Admin work just to get back in the game.

Something else to do, especially now that I'm into the show and out of rehearsals, is refocus on the other projects - recording and such. And I have to finish "spring cleaning" which also now includes reorganizing the basement storage.

And there's still more theatre. I just bit the bullet and joined "StageSource" in order to put in for their auditions in June. (The deadline is in just over a week.) Which means I have until June to get my hair cut decently again, get a good headshot, and get ready to audition.

And I have to start really working on learning lines for "Medea" and "The Final Battle" - but that's been on the burner for a while.

Meanwhile, Target is having a HUGE DVD sale including lots of TV. So I got Burn Notice S2, How I Met Your Mother S4, and Weeds S5 for just over $50 (for all three). Which blows the entertainment budget for a good while (sigh), but I couldn't stop myself. Honest.

In other entertainment news, I've been working through my birthday present from Amy. It's a BBC series called "The Last Detective" with Peter Davison as the maligned "Dangerous Davies" - the "last detective" anyone would want working a case. Except he's really a good detective. He's just a very unlucky one.

And I'm two ep's behind on SPN, Chuck, probably a few others. I still haven't seen the White Collar season finale from a few weeks back (though I'm not worried about it), and I'm WAY behind on The Closer and others. But I did finish the first season of "Lost" via Netflix and it's okay. I'll probably move on to season 2 at some point.

And now I need fooooood.
gwendolyngrace: (Kitty)
Happy Birthday, [livejournal.com profile] jiggery_pokery! (Thanks, Hedwig, for pointing out my t00bery)

And in other news, I took yesterday off work to attend a bunch of press events related to Harry Potter: The Exhibition's east coast premiere at the Boston MoS. If you are an HP fan of any variety, and you have a chance to see this, GO. Will definitely be going back, with another whole day, and a sturdy notepad.

Many Alternity-related thoughts are bubbling out of that....

Meanwhile, Wednesday I woke up with a quarter-sized or so area on my right side that hurt like almighty hell. This afternoon I managed to get into the dermatologist and turns out it was a burst cyst. Yeah. Disgusting and not fun. She drained it and I'm keeping hot compresses on it.

ETA: And I walked a large portion of my trip home, luckily while still numb, because DAMN, it hurts now that the anesthetic wore off.

Also Wednesday I took my car in for some maintenance. They did a bunch of stuff but now it has a weird noise in the engine, so back it goes tomorrow for them to check out what they did.

Never ends.

Man, I need a nap.

What a day

Dec. 9th, 2008 06:51 pm
gwendolyngrace: (Love Is... Impala)
Okay - so I was done with inspection and all that by noon (the car wash did NOT take off the writing. I think they used nail polish or something), so I went to Target.

They're having a HUGE sale - lots of seasons of TV for $17.99, lots of films for $10 or less. Went a little crazy, but compared it all to Amazon before buying. Also got a new scraper / snow brush for the car, one with a longer arm because this is a wider (and taller) vehicle.

Then I went to the Container Store and got a little trash can, a boot tray, and a trunk organizer for the back of the car (no cargo nets unfortunately). THEN I went to the mall, found [livejournal.com profile] etakyma's Christmas present, and ate at the Cheesecake Factory (expensive! But doubled as dinner), and by then it was 4:00. Still need something for [livejournal.com profile] grouchyoldcoot, but otherwise I'm pretty much done for Christmas. Oddly, the Cheesecake Factory at Natick doesn't *connect* to the rest of the mall, and with the construction, the only way to get there from the mall is by going outside of the Lord and Taylor. But I was determined.

Then I stopped at the dry cleaners on the way back ($65! but with $75 of receipts you get a free 2-piece suit or dress or something, so I'm mostly there), and THEN I stopped at the grocery store.

And when I got home, Ashley had been picked up by the charity and taken away. (Oh, yeah, I forgot to say: I went to the public radio website Sunday night, filled out their form, and yesterday they called and said that they could pick up the car today. So I did as instructed, filled out the title, signed it, and left it, the keys, and the repair records in the glovebox.) Not surprising, since I left the house at 8 and didn't get back until 6.

I miss that little car. Not that I don't love the new car, if for no other reason than it runs and I'm not worried it's going to die or the engine's going to fall out, but Ashley-Pitt was a good soldier and he did virtually everything I ever asked of him, and more. So farewell, Ashley! I hope they make good use of you wherever you go.

So. It was a day off from work, but man, what a lot of running around.
gwendolyngrace: (Dean Impala)
Am I ever glad that I took the whole day off to deal with car things!

Went to insurance agency to get paperwork stamped for the RMV - check.

Went to the RMV to transfer registration - problem. The dealer who helped buy the car didn't sign the back of the title.

Called dealer. He met me at the Framingham RMV (about 20 miles from the one I was at) to fill out the title *correctly*. It took two tries to find the place because he gave bad directions. Oy.

Went to the RMV to transfer the registration, take 2 - check.

Thanks to trusty Sidekick, found place nearby to do insurance inspection - check.

Got insurance inspection, conveniently on Speen Street - check.

Found place to do car inspection - check. Waiting for that- the car ahead of mine just finished. Includes a car wash, but not a dry? May do it to get the writing off the windows.

And I'm just down the street from the Natick Mall. I had been trying to decide on Natick vs, Burlington to do Christmas shopping while everyone else is at work. Guess that made the decision easy.


And btw, in case you didn't see the comments, that director loaded the cast with his friends who are not regular members of the group. Only one person was cast (pre-cast, basically) who we consider a Member (lifetime, in fact). Had a chat via email with the President, who is pissed, as am I. And now we know not to support Richard again because he'll screw us. He's such a bitch.


Dec. 8th, 2008 08:33 am
gwendolyngrace: (GrumpyDean)
How do you learn not to want?

...On the bright side, it looks as if Gulf Wars may be on.

(You know, I'd still be depressed, but I'd understand if I did a bad job on the song, or screwed up the dancing. But I rocked. And it still did NO FUCKING GOOD. Because I'm not a size 4.)

More running around to do on the car: I need an insurance agent (which I don't have!) to sign my paperwork *before* I can go to the RMV *before* I can get the two different inspections. Right now I'm hoping to get all this done, maybe by taking tomorrow off. We'll see.

Oh, and on my way out the door to auditions I found a note from my landlord: "Congratulations on the new vehicle. Please make prompt arrangements to remove the old one from the driveway. Significant snow will be here before we know it."

WTF, Glenn? It's been 48 hours - and the WEEKEND. Give me a few weekdays before you bitch at me? Besides, I get 2 parking spaces, dude. Your car can get in and out. If I wanted to leave it there all winter, it doesn't affect my lease.

And of course, ninety things went wrong on Friday when I skipped out to get the fucking car in the first place.


(I need a really PISSED OFF icon - luckily I don't need it very often, but when I do, grumpy!Dean is NOT ENOUGH.)
gwendolyngrace: (Love Is... Impala)
2005 Kia Sportage, 36K miles, SUNROOF, CD player *and* tape deck, 4WD, 6cyl., and MINE, ALL MINE.

Still to do: Monday - go to RMV can get the registration changed (and pay the tax); Get a car inspection for the insurance company within 7 days; get the car inspected. The dealer / agent is going to replace the tires for me, plus I need to find the nearest/most convenient KIA dealership because there's two tiny issues that may or may not be covered by the warranty: the rear wiper is broken (apparently a common issue on this model) and the center console cover is broken off. Also I need to fill out the warranty paperwork because yeah, there's still 60,000 miles or 6 years left on the warranty. Whee.

It's dark red with tinted windows. Oh, and Amy? That button on the remote that we thought was an alarm system? It's a REMOTE STARTER, just like Ashley! This car has not yet been named, though - I haven't learned his personality yet.

Ashley has been a very good boy and he still has half a tank of gas (just no plates, since they're on the new car). I need to get him out of my driveway, though. I'm thinking of donating it to the public radio station. So I'll call about that on Monday, too.


Now I need food because I haven't eaten since breakfast. The agent texted me the VIN# at 9:00 and basically since then I've been dealing with car. I left work at 12:30, Amy picked me up, we went to the lot, transferred the plates, and I drove home by way of the Sprint store where I replaced my phone for one that will charge properly. On that note: Why can't they get me a blue one? This one's still silver. But hey, I'm only hanging onto it for 6 months until the contract runs out and then I'll be upgrading.

Oh - and one other thing: I sprung for 10 Carfax reports this month as a talisman that the deal would go through. So. I have 9 free Carfax reports available. If you need a report run on a vehicle, please let me know and I'll be happy to put my purchase to further use. The offer is good until January 5.
gwendolyngrace: (Objectify)
Car is hanging on (although the frame around the license plate broke off last night and I had to remove it), very, very tentative when it first gets into gear and then once it eases up into 5th it's fine, but yeesh, it's nerve-wracking.

I'm still not reading more than half my flist because yeah, I'm still WAY behind and no, I haven't seen last night's or even downloaded it yet, and yes, I heard about the 14th episode (thanks, Heidi).

As if I didn't spend enough time on it, I added a third character in [livejournal.com profile] hpalternity, but it's too fun not to do - and in some ways more fun because the character has more opportunity to interact with others (and it's fun to be 11). However, it's also time to really start spending more time on Azkatraz because it's going to be SO COOL. The wizard fashion show entries are in and will need some vetting, which I hope we'll do in the next week; we're putting together our vetting committees for programming (if you're interested, please let me know!) and getting ready for the Early Decision programming submissions; and we're pulling together contracts for two special venues that y'all are gonna love, as well as contacting guests and working on Wrock the Rock and the Prison Break Ball.

OH - and very important: Don't forget that we're holding a book fair in a couple weeks to celebrate the release of Tales of Beedle the Bard - your purchase at a Barnes and Noble, along with any other holiday shopping you might do there, will help HPEF and needy children. The vouchers are good NATIONWIDE at any Barnes and Noble and INCLUDE cafe purchases, so your coffee or coffee cake will also raise money! Watch the [livejournal.com profile] azkatraz community and the website for more information. The book comes out in only 2 weeks!

(Oh, yeah, so I didn't get cast, obviously - and the girl I thought she was going to cast was in fact the one she cast. Man, directors. They're so transparent.)

The show opened last night and there were only a few slight wobbles and slip-ups on my part - a couple early calls, a couple late ones - but nothing too obvious apart from one cue that I called and Frank didn't GO, so we were behind by a cue (and then late because I didn't realize we were behind until a really obvious light change didn't happen, but it's quick and followed by a complicated series of calls. Oops). Still. Kill me if I ever stage manage again, okay?

Oh, and one interesting thing. Earlier in the week when I was running the cue-to-cue, things were getting a little crazy and in particular, it seemed like every time I thought we had everyone together and could start something, someone wandered away or wasn't where they were supposed to be. And I was getting frustrated. At one point I turned to Frank and said, "Let me ask you something: When I speak, when the words come out of my mouth, are you hearing them? Are they English? Or am I just shouting into the wind?" - but, y'know, humourously, as a way of blowing off some attitude so that I *didn't* yell at people. At the end of rehearsal, after Celia's notes, I made folks again aware that the PA system doesn't work and so we have no way of running around to every nook and cranny of the theatre to make calls. It'll be easier when we're running (I said), but I reiterated that a. people can't go wandering off without letting someone know where they're gonna be; b. when I'm calling the show, especially if we're standing by for a cue, you CANNOT SPEAK into the headsets. No questions, no "Oh, Shit" and especially no, "Gwen, can you hear me?" because then I'm dealing with you and not CALLING THE CUE like I'm supposed to. And I think I said something about being on time, checking your props, etc., and I concluded by saying that if such-and-so doesn't happen and they're not good children, "I'm gonna get pissed. And you don't want me pissed." Because y'know? I'm a bitch, but I don't want to get angry with my friends, so don't give me cause.

Well. A few minutes later, the de-facto ASM (she's really officially Crew, but she kinda took on the role of ASM as a way to help the props mistress), and also former president of the group, asked to pull me aside and said that the *director* "had a problem with the anger" and asked me to curb the hostility (which...what hostility?) because it was "disrespectful." Well, it seemed really odd, because while I've never worked directly with this director before, I know her reputation well and I've already come to know in the short time working together that she doesn't hold back on her own vinegar when it's appropriate. She's not belittling (and I like to think I'm not either), but warm and loving she's not either. So it seemed strange that the tiny bit of frustration (which she was feeling too) and the strong note of warning I used would have been "over the line" to the director. But whatever, right? I know I'm scary and sometimes that puts people off. So okay.

But it bugged me.

I mentioned it to someone who has worked with this director A LOT and he said, "Well, that's kinda rich coming from her" which, yeah, I felt better.

But then the NEXT night, she told me that for the piece where I shout out of the booth, she doesn't want me to play it as apologetic and instead to be more gruff. And the actor to whom I say the line said (with the director standing RIGHT THERE), "Yeah, I don't know why you're being so nice on that line. Just be you."

I looked at him for a second and said, with all the love in the world, "Dude, fuck off." And he laughed (and she smiled too), but last night I told him why I really wanted to kill him at that moment. He has also worked with the director many times and knows her well and said, "Well, I would have said to her that she's not the warmest person in the world, either" and assured me that he didn't think there was any problem or that she was unhappy at all with me. Also that the fact that I'm unabashed about by bitchitude is something he likes about me. So good.

But it leaves the question of why the crew member told me she did have a problem. Uh-huh. Talked it over with Amy last night and she pointed out that this particular member has a history and a habit of having a conversation with some authority in which she's looking for permission to act, but the authority figure thinks she's just venting, and then she takes their sympathetic nod for the confirmation that she's looking for so she can "speak to" the person she feels is creating friction.


Community theatre, man.

Okay - totally procrastinating and I should be getting work done. I just had to share and report on opening night.
gwendolyngrace: (Default)
Than to post about an audition process while I'm in the middle of it.

I'll be extremely surprised if I'm offered a role in that production. I know I've said it before but I really HATE being brought to a callback and then made the also-ran of the bunch. There was one person whom the director seemed clearly to favour, but they kept a bunch of people after only a couple readings (and dance) and let all the rest of us go.

So that'll be it for that - since if I'm going to be in a non-leading role, it'll be with Wellesley, thanks, not Concord.

In other EXCITING news, I spun out my car on the way there. No real damage and I'm FINE. I was on the exit ramp from 128 to route 2, which is a clockwise clover leaf that also goes uphill. The road must have been *just* slick enough, because the moment I touched the brake to keep from accelerating out of the curve, I spun. The front bumper scraped the guardrail as I turned almost 360 (probably about 300 all told), and the front license plate and license plate frame are crumpled almost in half. That's it. No other trouble. Well, I need to check the tires. It doesn't help that I had to skid to a stop on the way home, too, when a light change caught me by surprise. But dang. I was really expecting something to be scratched, broken, dented, etc. Nope.

I love my Ashley, but honey, it's time to get the heck rid of this car.


Nov. 13th, 2008 06:51 pm
gwendolyngrace: (Made of Awesome)
I got a callback!


Now I just have to pray that my car makes it through the next 10 days....

I'm sure I should be doing something productive right now.
gwendolyngrace: (Objectify)

I drove my car to the mechanic this morning to ask about the potential harm to the car if I drove around with the emissions system leaking.

The mechanic didn't even want to look at it. He said, "It's not going to lock your engine. The most that'll happen is you might see a decline in your mileage. But if you're getting rid of it...don't bother doing anything with it. Come in right before you're about to trade it in and we'll turn off the engine light for you. Then let them deal with it."

Which was GREAT. But it left me with my car, halfway to work, and nowhere to leave it.

So I drove back to the mall again, and parked by Best Buy this time, and caught the bus. Missing the first one, as usual. But that's okay.

Work was...work.

But then. I took the bus back and got off at the mall and went into Best Buy to see if they had a. any sort of case for the sidekick; b. anything inexpensive and t00bulous to buy. They didn't have a case that would fit, but that's okay. I walked around the movies and carried a $4.99 Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure for a bit, and also a $14.99 double-set of Good Morning, Vietnam and Dead Poet's Society - all of which were short on features, but hey, the *movie* is what you watch most often?

Then I saw the Alien Nation Movie Collection. For $40. Which felt too expensive. So I put it back.

Then I saw something *else* for $25. Which felt about right. But I said to myself, "I should check it on Amazon before I get it. I wonder how much the Alien Nation is?"

Then I remembered that I had a SIDEKICK with me.

Ahem. They have the Alien Nation set for about $26ish - so that was right out. But the other thing? It was actually $2 more expensive, which, by the time I paid tax, was just about the same. So I put back Bill, Ted, and Robin-squared and bought the other thing.

You guys.

Voyagers. Jon-Erik Hexum and the kid.


Yeah, so when I was 10? I wanted to be that kid. Not because I crushed on Jon-Erik Hexum but because I'd get to TRAVEL THROUGH TIME. With a device kind of like the old TARDIS, in that it *malfunctioned* all the time and there was no predictability. YAYS.

This is SUCH a guilty pleasure. I'm sure it's going to be utterly painful, because, hello, it wasn't that good then, but to a 10-year-old, it was AWESOME.

And yeah, I shouldn't be buying DVDs just before Pennsic. But hey.

Jon-Erik Hexum. As a bad Jules Verne pun. And the OMNI.

I'm just sayin'.

Anyway - the point is that the Sidekick? Totally made me feel good about my purchase. (Thanks, Heidi!)

And I've just driven the car for probably the last time until I return from war. Sigh.


Jul. 25th, 2008 08:06 pm
gwendolyngrace: (Sad!Sammy)
So I drove to Target this morning and took the bus in from there. Tried to rush for the bus; wound up stepping in mud up to my ankle. Lovely.

CRAZY day. CRAZY. Totally flat-out, all day, no time to breathe, much less check email.

Came back; tootled through Target for a bit. Spent too much, but bought what I came in for plus three cami-tops, two pairs of men's sleep pants (read: Walking around Pennsic Pants!), and three boxes of cereal. Oh, and a pair of winter boots for next year.


My engine light came on just as I was getting home. Car seems to be running fine. Though it does have 145K+ miles, so it could just be a routine thing.


Ashleeeeeeey! Why are you doing this to me?!
gwendolyngrace: (Portus)
1. I've managed to pack for Portus into one bag. I'm sacrificing my Chuck Taylors and my pillow, but I have faith in the Anatole for comfy pillows, and I may be able to squeeze the Chucks into my carry-on tote bag.

2. Car Passed Inspection! Jeebus, I knew it should, but I was so worried it wouldn't. Just because my luck IS that Abysmal.

3. Portus made the front page of the Dallas Morning News! This is not my victory, because our incredibly wonderful PR team accomplished this, but I did talk to the reporter for about 45 minutes last week, so it's way awesome to see the payoff. Read the Article - as usual, a couple minor facts scrambled, but SO favorable - which is a little unusual for us wackos. Plus, the reporter is covering at least one day and hopes to do a follow-up based on that.

4-5. Called Lane Bryant about a shirt I ordered online that arrived and is very fucackta. The beading on the front is sewn to a piece of netted tulle, which looks like it was supposed to be attached to the blouse so that the edges of the netting were caught in the seams of the blouse. Only they weren't. So it's got rough-cut edges all around the beaded area. Bizarre.

Anyway, I called them and discovered that I have 90 days and I can take it to a local store and either return it for credit, get something else in-store, or if I want to try again, they will order the replacement for me there in the store. Win. ALSO - I used my Skype to call them, thus saving my nearly $10 in Skype credit in the process. Double win.

So it's not even 9:00 and I'm more-or-less ready to go. And because I only have one suitcase, even though it's a monster, I think I am going to not be a wimp and take the T to the airport instead of shelling out $45 for a cab. Even if it's supposed to be in the 90's today.

Dude. I have 4 1/2 hours to kill. Well, I still need to do the dishes. That'll take 10 minutes. I need to catch up on y'all, and that'll take longer.

And I really need to fix my summergen assignment. It's way pear-shaped. Meh.

But hey, starting off the day with good news is a welcome thing.
gwendolyngrace: (Wee!Jensen School Pic)

I still do not have a car that can get me to Pennsic.

I've been researching options.

The best option seems to be: Fly. JetBlue gets me to Pittsburgh and back for about the same price as a single day of one-way car rental. (Which, by the way... outrageous! And holding the car for a week while it sits on Steel Hill? Only slightly less outrageous.)

But. That just gets *me* there. And most of my clothes. It doesn't get my *stuff* there.

SCA-LJ Peeps (and especially those in the Boston area!) - who do we know with room in their truck, van, car, etc., who can help get my basic gear to war? I promise I'll pack light. I'll even leave the instruments home. (I can also posting a plea on the Carolingia LJ, but I thought I'd start with, y'know, personal connections first.) Contact info? Clue me. I'll gladly contribute a little toward gas, even.

This is all by way of insurance, of course: Now that I have a plane ticket, I'll likely find the right car and get it all done by July 31, right? RIGHT?
gwendolyngrace: (Ivory Pure Sam)

So the credit union that finances the AAA loans is not approving the full amount of my requested loan, because, they say, that according to NADA, the car is only worth $11,675... and I checked, and they're right. That's exactly what it says it's worth.

The representative is trying to argue with the bank, but even if she gets them up to the loan amount... am I still smart to do this?

Should I cancel and get my deposit back - because I'm overpaying by $600 anyway?

gwendolyngrace: (Love Is... Impala)
But I'm not sure if I did as well as I thought I did when I walked out of the dealership.

My major mistake was in allowing them to factor the trade-in price as if it were an allowance instead of a fixed and separate price, essentially.

Though [livejournal.com profile] etakyma says I did fine and should stop worrying.

It's a silver 2004 Subaru Impreza, 26,500ish miles, AWD/Auto transmission. They were asking $12,890 and I got them do make the deal so that the total cost, inclusive of taxes, fees, and my trade-in, was $12,174.

What I *should* have done was got them so that the total cost *of the car*, inclusive of (taxes and) fees, was $12,200, so that the *trade-in* came off of that total (making the cost to *me* $11,200), instead of being included in the total instead of in the overall cost.

A argues that I would never have got to that total.

Nonetheless I feel like I got fleeced a bit. ETA: It's a difference of about $450...in their pockets. Yup. I lost out a bit on that deal. Sigh.

Reassure me? Or tell me that I'm right and I should have pushed harder.

Oh - and name suggestions? Has to be someone who is Reliable, Long-Lived, and Selflessly Sacrificial. Remember that my current car's name is (Eric) Ashley-Pitt, Ashley for short, based on David McCallum's character in The Great Escape.

On another note - FA's servers are down, affecting the Park, and need a part that they won't be able to put in until tomorrow.


Jun. 22nd, 2008 07:33 pm
gwendolyngrace: (Default)
My gods, it's been a helluva couple of weeks.

I know I promised an update on Monday, but then I got busy reading flist and email and working...and didn't do it.

So here's a MASSIVE update:

Last Weekend )

Work )

The only other thing about work is that unfortunately, I think our AA Karen is just dumb. There's really nothing I can do about stupid. But maybe with Boss D out this week I can give her some more time and training, and start the arduous process of teaching her how to think.

The last 60 hours or so )

I caved and called for a pizza as we passed the pizza place, figuring it would arrive a few minutes after I did. I got home at 7:35. It just came a little after 8:00 PM. I'm fed.

I'm really fried.

But man, it was great to see folks, as always.

Okay. Put away leftover pizza. Grab more water. Check email. Shower. Sleep. Cripes, it's 9:30 already!

Fuck, I'm tired.


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