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September 2009
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I don’t wanna be

I am very loose and melted. I took a very hot bath and shower. Very hot. Then cool at the end for my hair. Awesome. Good thing about hotels. I also have power and internet on my computer now. Bear has no food, but I’ll spoil him when I get home again. He is getting lots of work done. Go BEAR!

Ok, I’m only posting because I got my mic to work and I’m very happy and the last time I got somethign to work I reinstalled my computer and lost the settings and now I can’t remember. So:

My first post, after reading 17646823787364 ones about mic not working, here is what i did after trial and error to get my mic working (also the crashing of sound recorder stopped . Right click sound icon in tray > open volume control > edit > preferences > checkmark all what is there > close. At the playback tab microphone should be UNMUTED. At the capture tab, CAPTURE should be UNMUTED, both “columns”. At the switches tab, THE CULPRIT SEEMED TO BE “IEC958 CAPTURE”, UNCHECK IT!, check microphone capture, micboost, iec958 (the clear one), duplicate front and external amplifier. At the options tab mic select > mic1. Close everything. Applications > Sound & Video > Sound Recorder, record from input: microphone (worked with capture for me, too). HIt record, say alphabet, hit stop. To not crash the sound recorder don’t hit the toolbar save icon, use file > save as, and finally play button. Hope this will work for you too.
That is not for my laptop, but it worked and I don’t care. (also personal computer stuff is under the home tag? huh.)
Also, someone help me to stop listening to this song: Foxy Shazam – Wannabe Angel

happy nerds

So last night (this morning) Bear and I were awake at 5am. It is a long story as to why we were both awake, so I’ll skip that part. Bear was having trouble falling asleep and his brain kept buzzing. (I don’t know if this happens to other people, but when he’s thinking really hard I can feel him NOT SLEEPING.) So I told him to talk. Just talk to me and hopefully that would slow down his thoughts enough to allow him to sleep.

I don’t even remember how this happened but from all his babbles we ended up in a discussion about infinity. As in, the number of rational numbers between 0 and 1. Or the number of natural numbers. Or… whatever. And Bear has the opinion that there many types of infinity. I disagreed. We argued. At 5:30 in the morning. About infinity and advanced number theory. And Godel and Turing got tossed around. And Computer Scientists were dissed and it got ugly. So we stopped with that and then I said  how I couldn’t conceptualize anything beyond the 4th dimension, despite being able to conceptualize infinity and Bear scoffed at me, because everyone should be able to handle conceptualizing the 5th dimension and somehow we got into an argument about how we perceive ourselves and whether we exist in all dimensions. We agree that duh we exist in all dimensions but my reasoning on this branched the argument into whether our concepts of ourselves needed 3 or 4 dimensions. (For the record, I’m damn sure we need 4 and he thinks we only need 3. We’ve issued cease and desists to each other.)

Bear finally got so pissed at me he wouldn’t let me touch him and all cuddling stopped and I realized it was now 6am and I pouted until he consented to cuddles again and then the sun was up and Bear fell asleep now that the night had been defeated. I promptly followed him.