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The last few days have been somewhat hectic and crazy; I'll summarize.
Thursday was basically occupied by the project of assembling the storage bed I had bought in New Jersey. The instructions were long, but fortunately very clear. I also assembled a swivel chair whose instructions were not so clear, and managed to do some unpacking.
Friday was comparatively unproductive; I spent some time cleaning out the kitchen, and doing a little more unpacking.
Yesterday was relatively eventful.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
metaplasmus and I went shopping for furniture. We looked for a futon for the den at Bedworks in Central Square. We also went out to Allston to College Furniture and Rug, which sells extremely cheap furniture. There, we bought a much-needed round table for the kitchen as well as a kitchen stand. Alas, when we tried to assemble the stand, it turned that one board had pilot holes drilled in the wrong place. Fortunately, David Van Stone was kind enough to lend me a power drill, and conveniently enough, he lives minutes from our place.
The Harvard frosh arrived with their parents yesterday; I ran into hordes of people towing luggage and lugging boxes as I walked down Oxford Street, the route I'll be commuting, for the first time. Today there was some kind of speaker who came in accompanied by a heavily armed motorcade, with SUV's with black-suited guards brandishing assault rifles out the windows; I was nearly struck down by a Cambridge police motorcycle when an officer prematurely signalled me to cross the street.
I also went to Mass at St. Paul's Church near Harvard Square this morning. This deserves a longer post soon.
The reason why I'm not writing about church now is that my computer has been flaky recently. On Friday night, after my iBook had been on for a few hours, it started making a low, deep, humming noise not unlike a power saw in the distance. I ignored it at first, but soon everything started to run slowly. I had to forcibly turn off the computer, and when I tried to turn it back on, it would not start up. Saturday morning, it was fine. Saturday night, again after some time, the computer started making noise again, and I immediately shut it down. It was fine again this morning and is working as I type. I suspect the problem is a hard drive; when I took it to the Apple Store in Cambridgeport today, they recommended I purchase an external hard drive for backup. They also suggested another place to bring the computer to, which will be able to replace the internal hard drive more quickly and more cheaply than they would be able to. So now it seems that I will be faced with a rather large sum I'll have to spend to get this computer healthy. I'll do the backup tonight and try to get it over to that place in the morning.
Thursday was basically occupied by the project of assembling the storage bed I had bought in New Jersey. The instructions were long, but fortunately very clear. I also assembled a swivel chair whose instructions were not so clear, and managed to do some unpacking.
Friday was comparatively unproductive; I spent some time cleaning out the kitchen, and doing a little more unpacking.
Yesterday was relatively eventful.
metaplasmus and I went shopping for furniture. We looked for a futon for the den at Bedworks in Central Square. We also went out to Allston to College Furniture and Rug, which sells extremely cheap furniture. There, we bought a much-needed round table for the kitchen as well as a kitchen stand. Alas, when we tried to assemble the stand, it turned that one board had pilot holes drilled in the wrong place. Fortunately, David Van Stone was kind enough to lend me a power drill, and conveniently enough, he lives minutes from our place.The Harvard frosh arrived with their parents yesterday; I ran into hordes of people towing luggage and lugging boxes as I walked down Oxford Street, the route I'll be commuting, for the first time. Today there was some kind of speaker who came in accompanied by a heavily armed motorcade, with SUV's with black-suited guards brandishing assault rifles out the windows; I was nearly struck down by a Cambridge police motorcycle when an officer prematurely signalled me to cross the street.
I also went to Mass at St. Paul's Church near Harvard Square this morning. This deserves a longer post soon.
The reason why I'm not writing about church now is that my computer has been flaky recently. On Friday night, after my iBook had been on for a few hours, it started making a low, deep, humming noise not unlike a power saw in the distance. I ignored it at first, but soon everything started to run slowly. I had to forcibly turn off the computer, and when I tried to turn it back on, it would not start up. Saturday morning, it was fine. Saturday night, again after some time, the computer started making noise again, and I immediately shut it down. It was fine again this morning and is working as I type. I suspect the problem is a hard drive; when I took it to the Apple Store in Cambridgeport today, they recommended I purchase an external hard drive for backup. They also suggested another place to bring the computer to, which will be able to replace the internal hard drive more quickly and more cheaply than they would be able to. So now it seems that I will be faced with a rather large sum I'll have to spend to get this computer healthy. I'll do the backup tonight and try to get it over to that place in the morning.
