Oh, look! An update post.
Here's the upshot now that I've dragged myself off the couch and don't feel like I'm going to keel over and become intimate with the rug...
As a migraine sufferer, I've been placed on a new drug that has made me rather blah this week. I've checked websites. Haven't really felt liked blogging. It did a number on me today, so I think it's going bye-bye, which rather sucks because I was migraine free for four months until recently, and this along with the topomax was the next great hope. I'll live. 😉
Oh yeah, there's also the small little detail about having no laptop. I shanghaied my mother's last week when I was in El Paso (which no one knew, and it's a VAIO), and now mine is fixed. I'm thinking I'll pick it up tomorrow, but the rent and I have already decided to trade. I keep her slightly bigger laptop, and she'll keep mine. In a way we both get good deals. They're both the same age. The cd burner was faster on mine, and it's a smaller laptop, which makes it convenient for her. I'm getting used to the bigger screen, and don't need to move around as much.
Have I mentioned it's a Sony? The resolution on this thing is sweet. I just need to install Photoshop and see how it handles.

From Brendan's blog comes the news that Notre Dame has started selling the new SHIRT for the 2005 football season. It's yellow, and it has script on it. Though I normally don't mind yellow shirts, this just looks shocking. We're going to match Michigan and USC. Couldn't they have added a little green at least? I mean, it's not ugly, but it's not Notre Dame.

The MPAA is paying off the NYPD. They give them tips on who is selling pirated DVDs, the cops make the arrest, which they can legally do, and for doing their job well the corporation gives them a nice gift, which isn't quite legal by a long shot. This is the same corporation that has been whining that they lose so much money when their movies get pirated.
Via Slashdot.

Jeremy is getting his novel, and it's well deserved too. A few months ago he surprised the lawblogging community when the New York Times revealed that he was the mastermind behind Anonymous Lawyer, a blog about an overworked lawyer working at a fictional law firm. Here's the funny thing. Before anyone found out the truth, some real lawyers were commenting on the blog saying how much they could relate with this guy. It was brilliant.
Now USAToday is reporting that Anonymous Lawyer's life inside a law firm will be made into a book. Congrats, Jeremy.

My little brother is taking the MCAT tomorrow. He's going to do just fine, but I just want to say I'm thinking of him.
Dude, ND is way better than Brown. ::cough, cough::

Collection agencies are probably high on the list of calls/mail you don't want to receive. Afterall, who wants to owe money they don't have? The RIAA doesn't care, and now neither does Comcast.

Dawnell Leadbetter said that she was contacted by a debt collection agency in January and told to pay a $4,500 for downloading copyright-protected music or face a lawsuit for hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Leadbetter, a mother of two teenage children, was a customer of Comcast's high-speed Internet access service.
The company, Settlement Support Center, based in Washington state, was using information that the Recording Industry of Association of America had obtained in a Philadelphia lawsuit over the illegal sharing of digital music files, said Lory Lybeck, the lawyer representing Leadbetter.
But no court authorized Comcast to release names and addresses of its customers, or notified his client that her information had been given to an outside party.

Here's hoping Ms. Leadbetter will lead a better life now that she's suing Comcast. What did Comcast fear? It's the number one cable provider. If Verizon stood up to the greedy beast and won, why turn tail now?
Pun intended. 😉

Hours logged: About 10 since yesterday. Progress: Cummulatively, an hour. Assuming I don't trash this effort. I swear, it feels like I forgot how to use Photoshop.
Why am I such a perfectionist?

The mother of a key witness in the MJ trial took the fifth today when she was asked about receiving welfare payments. I don't follow the case. The man is a pedophile, and celebrity cases are farces. Not because justice isn't done, but rather the media does a great job of presenting the case when they really don't know anything about the law and suddenly laypeople watching the news think they're lawyers.
Now, a woman who pleads the fifth as to not incriminate herself, well, that's interesting. You have to love people who whine about how crappy their life is while they consistently cheat the government and wear a Cartier watch to prove it.

I've been having router trouble for the last few months. It's been frustrating. I'll be surfinging the net, minding my business, when suddenly a little bubble pops up calmly telling me that I've lost wireless. The wireless lights still blink on the router, and the modem still blinks, but do I have internet? No. Grr..Argh. Since it was kinda old in technology years, I bought a new router. After much hair pulling, I set up the router with G.'s help, and the range was wonderful. Except almost immediately the same problem reared it's ugly head. My brother suggested channel switching, and so far today it's behaved. Then again, it only acts up during the morning and I was at BN most of the day.
Speaking of which, the visit to BN was interesting. You really don't notice atmosphere until you have to, and today was one of those days. Apparently today was Josh Groban day because they had him blaring on the speakers, which on any other day I might sing along because my roommate owns the cd. It wasn't a classical day. Their preferences in New Age are just atrocious, and apparently that was the next selection. It was all so loud. It's not question friendly. It is iPOD with headphones friendly.
The store has a section towards the back on the leftside before it turns into the music store that they have sectioned off for their wireless customers. There are a few rows of tables, and a few people were sitting at them reading and/or studying. I was approaching the area, and one lady looked up at me, and her reaction was flabbergasting. Some people briefly look up, blink, then look down. Others smile and seem embarrassed, like they have been caught doing something they shouldn't have. She just frowned and kept staring until I left the area. Really, it's people like her that make me want to ask her what she's really thinking. Either that or tell her if she doesn't like what she sees then she needs to get some glasses. Seriously.
Other than that incident, BN was uneventful and I was not suckered into browsing the rows and rows of beautiful books. I stationed myself right next to the young adult section. One of these days I may be tempted to read the Buffy/Angel novels. Bad me.