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This was a rather odd weekend...
It started, on Friday, with me going to an Autopac agent (chosen for convenient proximity to the place where I pay my credit card) to get set up in their system so i could in fact take the test for a learner's permit. I had to lug no end of ID, to confirm name, picture, citizenship, address, etc., etc. First frustration, if brief, was learning that the freaking Manitoba Health Card doesn't count as ID for name and address. WTF? Anyhow, the hurdle was passed, I had enough stuff there to count.
Then I mentioned that I'd had my learner's before, but too long ago to still count as in their system. Especially since I hadn't gone through this rigamarole.
That made her look slightly puzzled, and decide to check back. Apparently, the rigamarole is even newer than I thought. And apparently, the time I last had my license was slightly more recent than I thought; it had expired for non-payment just under the four-year deadline. I'd still needed to stop by an office and bring my ID, since they needed to change my name and address, but rather than walking out and waiting until sometime this week, she took a hideous picture of me (I hadn't washed my hair that day, and it was overdue. At least my face was scrubbed...) charged me the renewal fee, and I walked out with the learner's.
As I've said in person, it's just as well I read up for the written test anyhow, since I wouldn't have trusted myself to remember all the details of the rules of the road. But it's now straight on to the driving lessons. Ideally on a standard, since that's what we've got. (Eeeeek!)
That night we had people over to play silly board games, which is nice, especially since I've been stir crazy. The weather's been rainy so I haven't been able to plant the rest of the garden (I started on the front yesterday) and I haven't been seeing people so often.
Saturday I spent with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
taleisin, shopping for her birthday present and simultaneously wandering around the downtown used CD stores and bookstores, many of which she'd never been inside. I had the sense to bring most of my trade-in to date, so i ended up with three new CDs without paying a cent:
Rush - Roll the Bones (One of the two of theirs I want, the other being Hold Your Fire)
Fairport Convention - Over the Next Hill (Their newer stuff hasn't the innovation of the early years, or the sudden resurging brightness of their late 80's run, but it's solid.)
Chris De Burgh - Spark to a Flame (An artist whose songs range from pinging my totally indifferent meter to actually pretty good. But whose work I have on vinyl or cassette. The best of is actually far from his best best, but it'll do.)
I bought Taleisin two books and a CD (Her total list of swag is on her own lj), and myself three books (Oops):
Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier (Rachelmanija keeps talking about Gothics. I figured for the cheap price I could try another.)
Rowena Farre - Seal Morning (memoir)
Tom Holt - Wish You Were Here
When we were all done in, we walked most of the way to our homes together. i invited her to come back to my place, since Colin could probably give her a lift, and we could lounge and hang out a while first, but she opted to walk on.
Oops. Turns out, this was a mistake, I think.
While I was gone, Colin had bought a whole salmon, a smoked tulibee, and a bunch of shrimp, and decided to invite a bunch of people over. I considered calling Taleisin back, but calculated how long I'd walked, plus how long before my brain had rested enough to go "Duh!" and figured it had probably been too much time, and too weird a timing. Sorry....
Besiudes, with people over until 1 AM, it took me until then to get to go in and finish the final part of Shadow Unit's first season. Whew... that was no small roller coaster.
Sunday we did the SF RPG usually reserved for Saturday nights, and finished the current mission, the debriefing, and the first stages of the emotional trauma-recovery. Magda is proud of her team. Again. But, ow, this one has a fair bit of emotional fallout still coming. and this GM usually is only too happy to provoke more.
Yesterday was digging in the front garden at last at last after the rain and business (The norming glories in back did the Totoro-thing; one night about three confirmed sprouts and two "That might be another if it grows up...", the next, over 20-some sprouts in their area (And about three where they shouldn't be.) Then archery, badly. I remind myself I have had good days.
Also, I turned my hair more red. Which Colin failed to notice for hours. But he did catch on.
And today, we started the set-up for my brother's fantasy RPG to resume after a two-year (For us) and one-week (For the characters) hiatus. And ocne I got home, for the first time in a while I have committed fiction again. Whee! I think I got all of two whole paragraphs in last week and over the weekend. This scene was a bit awkward and depressing, since Ketan cannot remotely say what he wants or get what he wants out of the moment. But it got onto paper.
Time to sleep.
This was a rather odd weekend...
It started, on Friday, with me going to an Autopac agent (chosen for convenient proximity to the place where I pay my credit card) to get set up in their system so i could in fact take the test for a learner's permit. I had to lug no end of ID, to confirm name, picture, citizenship, address, etc., etc. First frustration, if brief, was learning that the freaking Manitoba Health Card doesn't count as ID for name and address. WTF? Anyhow, the hurdle was passed, I had enough stuff there to count.
Then I mentioned that I'd had my learner's before, but too long ago to still count as in their system. Especially since I hadn't gone through this rigamarole.
That made her look slightly puzzled, and decide to check back. Apparently, the rigamarole is even newer than I thought. And apparently, the time I last had my license was slightly more recent than I thought; it had expired for non-payment just under the four-year deadline. I'd still needed to stop by an office and bring my ID, since they needed to change my name and address, but rather than walking out and waiting until sometime this week, she took a hideous picture of me (I hadn't washed my hair that day, and it was overdue. At least my face was scrubbed...) charged me the renewal fee, and I walked out with the learner's.
As I've said in person, it's just as well I read up for the written test anyhow, since I wouldn't have trusted myself to remember all the details of the rules of the road. But it's now straight on to the driving lessons. Ideally on a standard, since that's what we've got. (Eeeeek!)
That night we had people over to play silly board games, which is nice, especially since I've been stir crazy. The weather's been rainy so I haven't been able to plant the rest of the garden (I started on the front yesterday) and I haven't been seeing people so often.
Saturday I spent with
taleisin, shopping for her birthday present and simultaneously wandering around the downtown used CD stores and bookstores, many of which she'd never been inside. I had the sense to bring most of my trade-in to date, so i ended up with three new CDs without paying a cent:Rush - Roll the Bones (One of the two of theirs I want, the other being Hold Your Fire)
Fairport Convention - Over the Next Hill (Their newer stuff hasn't the innovation of the early years, or the sudden resurging brightness of their late 80's run, but it's solid.)
Chris De Burgh - Spark to a Flame (An artist whose songs range from pinging my totally indifferent meter to actually pretty good. But whose work I have on vinyl or cassette. The best of is actually far from his best best, but it'll do.)
I bought Taleisin two books and a CD (Her total list of swag is on her own lj), and myself three books (Oops):
Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier (Rachelmanija keeps talking about Gothics. I figured for the cheap price I could try another.)
Rowena Farre - Seal Morning (memoir)
Tom Holt - Wish You Were Here
When we were all done in, we walked most of the way to our homes together. i invited her to come back to my place, since Colin could probably give her a lift, and we could lounge and hang out a while first, but she opted to walk on.
Oops. Turns out, this was a mistake, I think.
While I was gone, Colin had bought a whole salmon, a smoked tulibee, and a bunch of shrimp, and decided to invite a bunch of people over. I considered calling Taleisin back, but calculated how long I'd walked, plus how long before my brain had rested enough to go "Duh!" and figured it had probably been too much time, and too weird a timing. Sorry....
Besiudes, with people over until 1 AM, it took me until then to get to go in and finish the final part of Shadow Unit's first season. Whew... that was no small roller coaster.
Sunday we did the SF RPG usually reserved for Saturday nights, and finished the current mission, the debriefing, and the first stages of the emotional trauma-recovery. Magda is proud of her team. Again. But, ow, this one has a fair bit of emotional fallout still coming. and this GM usually is only too happy to provoke more.
Yesterday was digging in the front garden at last at last after the rain and business (The norming glories in back did the Totoro-thing; one night about three confirmed sprouts and two "That might be another if it grows up...", the next, over 20-some sprouts in their area (And about three where they shouldn't be.) Then archery, badly. I remind myself I have had good days.
Also, I turned my hair more red. Which Colin failed to notice for hours. But he did catch on.
And today, we started the set-up for my brother's fantasy RPG to resume after a two-year (For us) and one-week (For the characters) hiatus. And ocne I got home, for the first time in a while I have committed fiction again. Whee! I think I got all of two whole paragraphs in last week and over the weekend. This scene was a bit awkward and depressing, since Ketan cannot remotely say what he wants or get what he wants out of the moment. But it got onto paper.
Time to sleep.
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Date: 2008-06-04 08:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-06 06:25 pm (UTC)Also, the book seems to show up on some highly eclectic recommendation lists.
I had a shot at Mary Stewart (Nine Coaches Waiting), too, but from a bookstore where I have credit and left the credit note at home.
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Date: 2008-06-06 10:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-05 02:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-06 06:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-10 04:31 pm (UTC)Not really a mistake. No worries. It was a WONDERFUL day, but by the time I got home my feet were killing me.
It was a great idea. I am definitely going to have to hit Red River books again and the store in the Village. With a very strict budget of course. A girl could lose her rent money in places like that.
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Date: 2008-06-12 05:29 am (UTC)My main regret was that if you'd walked home with me, you could have joined us in sitting. And being fed much good Colin food.
We still need to do that Muppet Night. I'm actually thinking about getting Adam & Brenna's permission to usurp their place (assuming they still have a VCR, as I think they do) because it has more sitting space. But your friendly cat (Brain dead. No names) may object.
Not sure when. not this weekend.