The sounds of silence.....

Well, silent except for the sounds of typing, Sean's disturbing humming, and the annoying computer hum sound.

For those who are curious, I am still alive. For a while there (2-3 weeks?) my computer was hooked up to my television along with my dope surround sound computer speakers so that I could watch the episodes of Veronica Mars with a friend. It was neccessary because my monitor sucks the big one, and in the really dark scenes (or even the not so dark scenes) it's nearly impossible to make out what's happening. This monitor crappiness has also put a damper on my ability to play Myst: Uru (which was rather dissapointing enough in itself).

I think I'm getting a raise.... which, in my opinion, is long over due. Hopefully it won't be as pitiful as my last raise. This time there's a good chance that it will be rather a decent increase.

Recently an very charming old lady called me "wretched." There is no synicism here, she really was most entertaining and a little deaf. Her son (who was probably about fifty) didn't really look like he knew what to make of her. She was quite certain that she didn't want any of those "ugly" shoes for walking. At one point she asked to see this high-heeled pump in off white, insisting to both her son and I, that despite being ninety-five and in a wheel chair, she could manage to walk, on her own, in a two inch heel. I said to her, "I'll go and see if I've got that one in her size." She turns to her son and says, "She won't have it, she's a wretched girl, she doesn't want to sell me anything. She hasn't brought me anything suitable in white." This is despite the fact that she was already buying a green pair and a black pair from me. She told me that she didn't want "ugly shoes, I'm already ugly enough I don't need ugly shoes as well." Apparently both she and her son appareciated my help (which is always, always nice to hear) and she promised she'd be back. I'm actually quite looking forward to it, because she made me laugh harder than I had in a long time.