My iLife is falling aPart

• I still can't find my power cable; it doesn't appear to be at work. You better believe I'm quietly cursing myself for getting the stupid-expensive Apple-branded kind before looking for cheaper alternatives. (It's a "brick"-style power adapter, you see.)


• Can't find my iPod either, though I have some suspicions about its location; I definitely recall where I last saw it, and where I probably forgot it. (I recall where I forgot it? I have a memory of a location and time, with a suspiciously iPod-sized hole in the memory-picture? Yeah, something like that.) If true, it's likely there still. Will research later.


• The left hinge on my TiBook has been broken for over a week; snapped clean off after months of being cockeyed. The University's IT folk just looked at it and voiced doubt about Apple accepting it as anything but user stupidity, and hence not warrantied. It's now up to my department's feisty office manager to convince them otherwise; I have faith in her.
  
  My computer looks just awful, really; paint peeling everywhere, scratches and smudgy scuffing all around, and now a broken jaw. And it's all due to wear-n-tear, near as I can tell. The TiBook case is definitely nowhere near as sturdy as the iBook's; it really doesn't like being stuffed into a backpack many times a day. I got a padded sleeve for it a while ago, after it started to look ugly, but I suppose by then it had already developed stress points in its hinge.
  
  OTOH, I have had no internal problems with the computer or any of its functional components in the 10 months I've been using it, and this is more than I and many of my friends can say about our iBooks.


• No easy Panther licensing at work. I didn't realize until speaking with aforementioned feisty office manager just now that ICG actually has very few Macs left -- just the ones in our little Informatics group, really. I'm to ask my boss about maybe getting a five-person license or something. Bah, red tape. I want my candy.

[Geeky]

nXML writeup by YT. I'm all a-twitter.

I admit I like this T-shirt, discovered through ad on same site.

Woo, I'm on a short-term publication high. Lunch now. Food tastes so much better.

Rejected game-themed costume idea

A green diamond-shaped object suspended over my head. (Principal materials: two sheets of construction paper, rolled into cones and taped together.)

Costume supplemented by: speaking gibberish, being highly judgmental about the location of furniture, having to pee in a comical fashion and loudly (if unintelligibly) cursing god about this.

Reason for rejection: most people in this crowd probably wouldn't get it, and those that did would probably order me to walk around alternately slapping people and giving them backrubs.