Ubuntu Hardy, the morning after.
I woke up–slept in, ’cause I was up late upgrading–wandered over to the computer, and pressed the power button. It ran through the startup process into a black screen. Meh. Luckily, escape at the grub menu, running the recovery mode, and picking xfix...*chews fingernails*
One of my other machines is busily upgrading from Ubuntu 6.06 (Dapper) to 8.04 (Hardy). I did both a full backup and a backup of home first, just in case anything ends up hosed. Yikes. No, I don’t live dangerously. 😉 Sadly, Ubuntu has discontinued their PPC...Feminist ramblings.
Someone recently asked me how I became a feminist. Let me set the scene for you. I’m ten years old, living in Ogden, Utah. My father is stationed at Hill Air Force Base, and I’m merrily exploring hitherto unimagined depths of unpopularity at Horace Mann...OMGYAY! “In the Water” sold!
My story “In the Water” will appear in an upcoming issue of Fictitious Force!So, where’ve you been, Katherine?
Pretty much working, exercising, and writing my novel. And nagging my sister to put dog pictures on Flickr. I think the world needs more pet pictures, don’t you? Isn’t that an Avenue Q song? “The Internet is for Pet Pictures”? Current novel...Congratulations! it’s a novel.
My novel-in-progress is over 40,000 words. Yay, it’s a novel! It’s not a complete novel, mind you. In fact, it’s a half-complete novel. But it’s 40,000 words, and a girl needs...ebook fever!
I just subscribed to Asimov’s as an ebook from fictionwise. See, I love Asimov’s, but I hate the way all those little digest-sized books start to cover every available surface of my home. This is much better, because they just go onto my PDA and are there...Man assaults woman. She gets in trouble.
A man sits next to a woman on a plane. He spreads his legs, pressing them up against her. She complains. He tells her, “You’re a big girl.” She says, “Don’t fucking talk to me like that.” He grabs her arm and threatens,...Hmmm, that’s interesting.
Apparently, my comment sp@mmers are offering me links to pictures of garden implements. One even offered garden implements with cats. Intoxicated cats. How can I ever resist? *deletes*Subscribe
