Gryphon is the only one of the three who is able to get on top of the fridge (or at least he’s the only one who has realized that he can). So for now, that’s where his food bowl will reside. I think he’s a bit confused as to why all of a sudden he’s eating up so high and away from the other cats. We still have to pick him up and place him up there at meal time, but he’s knows his food is there and he does go back up on his own when he gets hungry to finish his leftovers. And most importantly, it’s out of Sigyn’s reach.

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I’d initially planned on taking today off of work, but, it kinda crept up on me and before I really thought to get it done, it was too late. It would have been a good day to take off to as it was a pretty busy weekend. My dad came up on Saturday to spend some time with me and take me out for dinner for my birthday. Which was nice but it meant that I spent Friday night cleaning house.

Yesterday, an old friend of TheBoyfriend™’s was in DC for a conference so we took a day trip up there to see him. It’s so refreshing to just get a significant change of scenery every once in awhile, if even for just the day (and it’s nice to be able to hold hands in public). Strange thing about DC is that, having never lived there or in the immediate area of there, I always randomly run into someone I know when I visit. Yesterday was no exception. As we were just leaving, actually getting our Metro farecards for the trip out (we decided just to park in Fairfax and ride the Metro into the city), I hear my name called, and turn to see someone I knew in college.

That quote from the same article as this one:

Asked about the fest’s [his Hollywood ‘coming out’ party] rumored price tag, Combs smiles and responds: “It’s up there, but I can’t confirm it’s $4 million. It’s priceless.”

Now I don’t mind the fact that Combs a ton of money. He’s a big-time celebrity, they tend to have a fair bit of money. And if you’ve got it, and no financial worries, and you want to throw yourself a $4 million party, I say go for it. I really do. BUT don’t claim that that kind of expense can be classified as a “need.” You WANT a $4 million party (or even a $40 party), you NEED food and shelter. Though there was nothing in the article indicating so, perhaps his “cutting back” comment was intended to be tongue in cheek. Even still, it seems a little uncouth to be making jokes about cutting back when most of the population is having to cut back and some of the population really is having to cut back to needs only.

Also this weekend, TheBoyfriend™ picked up the game Age of Empires III which is way more my kind of game than his, but that pretty much means that he got it so I would play it WITH him (and kick his ass at it, just sayin’). Of course, he got the PC version, and the Mac version was no where to be found. Not a big deal though since Leopard comes packaged with Boot Camp. I don’t actually have a Boot Camp partition set up. I run VMFusion for what little bit I need to jump into a Windows environment, and while not powerful enough for gaming, it has served my purposes well enough, PLUS if I set up a Boot Camp partition, I can share that installation of Windows between VMF and BC, so I can use it both on top of and separate from my OSX installation depending on what I’m needing it for.

I’m fairly proficient with computers and I’ve installed Windows on PCs more times than I can count, but I did something terribly, terribly, terribly wrong while trying to set up Boot Camp. I’m not sure how, but when I was done, not only had I erased my entire hard drive, but I’d completely wiped out all formatted partitions leaving me with nothing but useless space! Did I mention I had a couple hundred dollars worth of completed but not yet submitted freelance work on the hard drive I’d just erased? It was time to see if Time Machine lived up to it’s hype. I inserted the Leopard disc and partitioned and formatted my hard drive back to the way it originally was. Then, sure enough, it was as simple as clicking “Restore from backup,” selecting my Time Machine drive, and the date I wanted to restore to, and then heading off to watch TV for a couple of hours. Upon coming back, the Mac said it was ready for a reboot so I did, and from that point forward it was as if nothing had happened. I am a Time Machine believer!

I had a dream last night, which I’d planned to tell you about, but it’s long since faded as dreams have a tendency to do. What I do remember of it is that TheBoyfriend™ and I had a son, named Citrix (no, I have no plans to ever name a child Citrix, or, as an aside, let him wander around New York City all by himself*). He was about 8 or 9 years old with sandy blonde hair, just a tad overdue for a haircut. I remember that he somehow injured his hand or wrist in the door while trying to let in some unwelcome guests that TheBoyfriend™ and I were trying to keep out. Presumably the injury was somehow caused by either TheBoyfriend™ or myself, because I also remember a “Lifetime Original Movie”-esque scene of “I know you only did it because you love me and want me to be safe.”

In other dream-related news, I have woken up numerous times in the last month or so in a complete panic over the fact that I haven’t completed a major history class assignment and there’s no way I’ll be able to get it done prior to my class, seeing as it’s first thing in the morning (and interestingly taught by an English professor I once had). It generally takes me a good 5 full minutes to realize that not only am I not missing an assignment, but I’m not actually enrolled in school, nor have I been for quite some time. Further even when I was the only college level history class I took was towards the beginning of my college career and was, not surprisingly, taught by a history professor and not an english professor.

*Hat-tip: MusicCityBloggers

More likely though, they just want to know when I’m gone and the coast is clear to get up on the table and counter tops (which explains why Sigyn doesn’t wait, she doesn’t require a clear coast to get in trouble).

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