catching up (again)

this week i got my first financial scam email asking me to help get $58 million out of a bank by pretending to belong to some dead guy's family. all these years, and i've still never gotten one to my primary account-- this one was via school-regulated email. my spam filter ROCKS. about a week & a half ago, i finally went to NY and picked up the honda i bought, oh, six months ago. (and started talking about buying over a year ago.) i named it immediately, which is a good sign-- after two years, the mazda never did get a name. this one is neko. or possibly nico. or, if i decide it's a boy car, it'll be niko, short for nikolai, which was, many moons ago, 's code name for the guy behind the whole car-getting. (maybe later i'll link to the post explaining that, too tired now.) i've never had a car act male before, tho, so perhaps it's irrelevant. at any rate, the car is now titled and registered in VA to moi. holding my breath now while i wait for someone from city hall to call me back about paying my property taxes. you'd think they'd find someone to talk to me if i want to GIVE them money voluntarily, but you'd be wrong. good news is, the zippy little thing got home from 2 hrs north of manhattan on ONE tank of gas. 40mpg, baby! doesn't get that around town, mind you-- yesterday, running the AC because it was 100 degrees outside, i swear i could see the gas indicator falling, but whatever. C even paid for the CD player that i absolutely had to add (to replace the 1997 factory installed AM/FM radio) before leaving NY. my stupid car anxieties are quelled only by distracting myself by singing at the top of my lungs. rear speakers suck, but there's a pair still in the package floating around in the trunk, so no problem. it's going to take a while to get used to having manual locks & windows, especially since i smoke a lot when i drive. reaching over to crack the passenger side window when i'm smoking and close it when i want to stop the wind to light up isn't the safest maneuver. had them in my first couple of cars, of course, but i wasn't a smoker then. apartment renovation has made it so i haven't gotten a decent night's sleep in about 5 weeks. i'm moving back in to the new and improved old apartment tomorrow, despite the fact that it's not quite done. after i listen to a few more weeks of banging while they reno this one, i guess they'll get around to finishing mine. pain in the ass, yes, but the two classes i paid for with what would otherwise have been rent money make up for that. i sold the mazda on sunday, so if i keep working this month, i should be able to afford to get the hell out of here for at least a few days during the wall demolition. if anyone wants to offer me a bed, now's the time! (i'll be able to reciprocate in a few days, with CAC no less.) the english class drama keeps getting worse. nevermind the peer reviewed essays, for which i have to find something positive to say about a paper that lacks basic structure and doesn't even answer the question posed in the assignment (and oh yeah, posits that men who hit their kids should be put to death)... while up in NY, i went on a road trip with C to pick up his new dobie pup, and i took the textbook & my notes along, to work on some assignments in the car. long story short, i left said books in the truck, and didn't realize it til i got back to RVA, at which point he'd loaned the truck to another friend, who had parked it in the NY garage, not very near anything. she was nice enough to fetch it and scan the pages i'd need for the coming 2 weeks, but the damage was already done, and i fear my grade will suffer. i really don't care as long as i pass, but given what this class represents, there's no real reason i shouldn't get an A. i mean, except for this whole dumbassery i pulled. around the same time, i learned that i'd been working from the wrong edition of the HTML textbook for my web design class. found this out after completing the 1st 3 weeks of work for the 5 week class-- doh. so there went more $$ on a book that looks identical to the one i already owned, not to mention the hours i spent re-doing those tedious projects, and more hours error correcting HTML code. despite my usual love of all things detailed, finding the one little capitalization mistake in hundreds of lines of code that causes the whole page to go haywire is NOT fun. that's enough catching up for now... should've been asleep hours ago. comcast and my moving help are both scheduled to arrive in about six hours. if anyone reading this has my # and is up early, i'd appreciate some wake-up call action anytime after 6:30am! ugh, that's four hours from now...