i disabled the onboard ethernet when i put the new card in. linux detected the new card but gave it a different interface name and flipped its shit that there wasn't a card for the original interface anymore. once i enabled the onboard again everything worked fine. :/
checked out a Le Guin compilation from the library in february. The Word for World Is Forest, The Telling, Five Ways to Forgiveness, and the churten/O stories. we're not a fast reader so we only planned on doing one novel and maybe a couple of stories but then the library closed and suspended due dates. just finished the whole thing today.
library is only open for reservation pickups but we don't want to do that. i think we have one unread paper book in the box. might save it and pirate an ebook for now.
by the way the churten stories are an absolute trip.
we are at our family home. mom is here, making something in the kitchen, but i haven't seen dad. i take a blotter tab of mushrooms (is that even real? how does that work?) knowing that last time it barely affected us so mom shouldn't notice anything.
mom starts saying instructions about how to finish making dinner while she goes to sleep for a bit. it is green peppers stuffed with rice, broccoli, and cheddar cheese. i can't understand what she is saying but i guess i need to go to the store for something to add before putting the food back in the oven.
at this moment i remember that last time i did mushroom i only took half a tab. my vision begins to fade and my balance shifts, like when i stand up too quickly.
i am on the couch. mom is asleep. i am watching canadian television and happily note that it doesn't have ads for predatory loans.
i eat one of the peppers. it seems done to me. but later mom wakes up and is angry that i didn't go to the store or finish the cooking. i am guilty.
update: we got there and he did not appear to be expecting us. we told him we called and ordered a pickup. he looked at us blankly for a moment and said "I was talking to another customer. when I came back you had hung up."
we knew he was talking to another customer at first, because he asked us to wait while he talks to another customer. but after hearing some very faint conversation there was a pause and then a clearer "ready when you are," so we thought he was talking to us. and then all of his replies were timed perfectly so that we couldn't tell the difference. wow. this is why we hate phones. should have ordered in person in the first place.
after around half an hour of working ourselves up to the task we are almost ready to call the chinese takeout place. the number is on the phone. we are very close. any minute now.
any minute. any--
okay wait a second here their website has stock photos of chinese food and one of those plates is very prominently displaying a spring roll but they only offer egg rolls what is this false advertising--
okay we called that was really weird and awkward they asked a question I couldn't make out and when I said pardon they just moved on and I think they might think my name is pardon now or something ugh why does this have to be so difficult.
dream part 2
the class or ritual is over. there is a crowd of students in the seats now. we are all walking out of the stadium through a tunnel. we can feel that it is about to rain. the air is thick but perfectly still. we are in front of the crowd and are just exiting the building.
we think to ourselves that it will rain any moment. we can feel it coming on. we turn around and are about to yell to the crowd to get back inside when the rain falls. a solid sheet of water hits the ground with such force that it creates a shockwave and a kind of reverse-explosion sound which is loud enough to wake us up.
we are with a group on the floor of a stadium or amphitheater. the seats are empty. a teacher is standing next to a raised circular pedestal, talking about something we don't understand. the teacher is a bald, bearded man.
we have a metal cube. as we pull on the edges it expands with layers of spring-loaded slats kind of like those stretchy metal watchbands. we carry the cube toward the pedestal.
the cube is now on the pedestal, standing on one corner and rotating slowly. we are all walking around it in a tight circle. there is a ritualistic feel to it all. the teacher is explaining to us that only the parts of the cube that we can see actually exist, and that it is constantly reforming itself as we walk around it.
object permanence bullshit?
also tested the server on the router port that the desktop was using. looks like the router port fried too. ouch.
i'm just lucky that the whole router and/or pc didn't die.
using the same cable and router port that the server pc was using, desktop pc still can't connect. looks like we just fried the onboard network. never thought i'd say this but it kind of sucks to not have onboard wifi as a backup. guess it's time to order an ethernet card. :/
less than five minutes after posting about the storm there was a lightning strike nearby. at first i thought it took the internet out but apparently what really happened is something broke in my ethernet. desktop pc isn't able to connect to the router at all. server pc (also on ethernet) and laptop (on wifi) are working fine. fucking computers.
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