Monday, August 11, 2008

Ready to go

In four hours I'll be on my way to Uganda. My suitcase is packed, almost doesn't weigh more than it should, and there's even room for more.

I've got all my shots, packed my malaria pills and accidentally thrown my cholera vaccine in the dumpster. I'm all set!

This all means I won't be checking in as much the rest of the year. I would have kept posting about my stay, but it would be necessary for me not to have to moderate comments. Due to unfortunate incidents here I won't be able to do that.

Which means I'll have plenty of stories when I come back.
See you on the other side :)

Friday, August 08, 2008


I love my Eee. And I mean love it!

I've had it for six days now and I've figured most things out - with the help of my bf who just happens to be a linux wiz. I actually managed to get him to exclaim "wow, now I'm actually impressed" when I was able fo fix the wireless connection. Here at home it wouldn't let linux connect, when he visited he wasn't able to make it work, but I did!

As far as the eee goes, it's tiny, it's cute (although I wish I had it in white), and it's.... well, I just love it. The keyboard is small but typing works fine, the only problem is you have to hit the keys harder than usual to get them to register. Annoying at first, but you get used to it (just pretend you're real angry when you type).

The camera now works. I can't wait to start taking and posting pictures. The wireless works - it's better to experience problems here where I have four(!) other computers to help me solve the problem, rather than sit in a foreign country and not know what's wrong. I just want to have most of the difficulties now, and I'm trying my best to mess with the eee so I'll learn how to fix whatever I'm doing to it..

Did I mention I love my eee?

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Tagging at Night

The bf and I were out walking Thursday night when we came across these guys decorating a wall somewhere between the cinema and the theatre. Now, most graffiti artists aren't as much artists as punks who spray words or just blobs on the wall. These guys, however, sure knew what they were doing.