I pressed the power button at 9am. It is now 11am and I'm only getting to writing this post now. That's how long this monster took to load.
I was seriously debating on beginning The Great Man, the sixth and final instalment of The Great Man series today. But thanks to this stupid beast of a machine, that's gone out the window. So I'll just listen to my music and daydream in preparation for writing tomorrow.
The story is literally starting to claw its way out of my head, so I guess I'd better put it on paper/digital paper.
If this computer will work.
This weekend was, thankfully, much better than this morning. Saturday saw the resumption of Lion Dance, which was nice. It's always fun with that group. In the evening, I met my Dad for a movie and a meal. We saw Killer Elite, which was fun. And we ate spicy Chinese, because I was craving spicy food. Mm-mm, yummy!
Sunday I went once more with K.R. for the final hike of the season. We did the 'Wolf' loop in the Gatineaus. It was incredible fun, and combined the best of the previous two hikes - waterfalls and brooks and spectacular views of Gatineau Park, wearing her autumnal vestments. So beautiful.
It was wonderful, and I'm very please to have hiked that trail. It's definitely my new favourite.
Right, well, there's stuff to do this morning, and I'm running late thanks to this stupid, stupid, stupid computer.
Hope you all have a wonderful Monday.
The whole matter.
- Jabez Good's Glossary of East Lincolnshire, 1900
In the phrase, "to know the whole thruffing of anything," to know all about it. Thruffish, thoroughly well. "Thruffish, thank you." Lincolnshire, Thruffable, open throughout; figuratively, transparently honest and sincere; a person capable of being "seen through." North Yorkshire.
- Joseph Wright's English Dialect Dictionary, 1898-1905