no one of consequence.

Ok, so Ive had an install of Linux running for a bit now. I’ve been running Kubuntu inside WinBlows as a Wubi install, basically to see if it’s something I can easily get the hang of. I like this OS, it’s not as complicated as Linux used to seem, since Kubuntu and its older brother Ubuntu come with a prepackaged GUI*. Mom, if you’re reading this, give it a try, it’s cool.

So I figure it’s time to make another move ahead and install WoW to the linux virtual drive now that im comfy with using my other basic apps over there. Except, well, WoW is large. Fucking huge actually. And I set up with a fairly modest virtual drivespace. So I dink around with things trying to expand my virtual disk space. But it isnt working right for some reason. I must be missing something.

Finally I see theres another disk showing. I assume the virtual drive finally set up. I tell Kubuntu to move itself over there. Except… err.. that was my storage drive. *wince* In a fit of pique, I uninstall Kubuntu. Paitence is my middle name I tell you. Fortunately, almost everything is backed up across the network with the exception of a few days worth of spam and some music thats safely stored on my IPod.

Sadly, I cant really let go of windows altogether, since I’ll still need the Adobe Creative suite if the graphics work ever picks up again. I cant really switch to an Open suite, as Lee uses it, and I have to be compatable. So untill Adobe gets the stick out of it’s ass and does something other than say “It’s Windows Software. Deal with it.” Im kinda stuck dual booting.

So now im downloading an iso of the newest Kubuntu release. I’m off to look at how to get dual booting set up on a partitioned drive.

*GUI is the pretty thing with the boxes and buttons that makes Windows go. On these installs it makes Linux go too. With some exceptions. Much like using Win 3.1 where some things simply had to be done from the command line. Yes, im a TechnoGranny who remembers using Win 3.1. Shut up.

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I dont write here much anymore. Well done, Dawn, you win today’s Captain Obvious badge.

Part of it is work. I used to be able to blog from the old office. Commenting on my life, the world and the people around me… An almost constant stream of consciousness log of whatever caught my fancy.

I cant do that at my current job… probably wouldn’t be able to even if I had access. The pace is all wrong for it. Before I had hours of slow time, now it’s a heavy enough that I doubt I’d be able to string more than a few sentences together. Then, when I get home, im tired of talking, tired of thinking, just looking for a little quiet, if only in the recesses of my own mind.

Add to that this… disconnectedness.

Like today. I loaded onto my trusty iPod one of my oddball music play lists. An old one, I used to keep burned to cd before, for listening to on the way to work. It’s a crazy mix of old upbeat pop tunes. In the mix is this old tune most folks would only remember as ‘that song, from that Melanie Griffith movie”. Used to be, that listening to that, while weaving through the city streets, I’d feel connected. A tiny cog in the huge machine that I lived and worked and played in, but yes, a cog that helped, in some small way, to make that machine run. I dont get that feeling here.

Even after all these years, my heart beats to a different rhythm than the one that surrounds me here. Sometimes I still feel it pulling at me.

There was hope in it too, because there was always the chance that one could break through the ceiling into managment. Get out of the grind. Make some real money. Make a difference. Not here. Not in this job, maybe not in this city.

Back home, folks rooted for the underdog, not to win the lottery, but to make it to the executive suite by working your ass off. It feels like in this town, you’re expected to work your ass off and just STAY in the rank and file. Never have ambition to get further, never want to. Maybe it’s just the mentality at this particular company, but part of me wants to think that this is how Canadians think, if only because i’m surrounded by it. Maybe that’s not fair, but it feels like that, a lot. I dont mind being dispensible, I mind being wasted. Right now, I dont know if I’m being wasted, I just feel like this is some kind of treadmill that I’m never going to get off of. No way to get up.

I dont mind giving my time and energy and nervous system to a job, but I need to feel like I could possibly get somewhere. I dont feel that here, I just feel like im being punished for going at my work in the spirit intended, rather than the letter. Dead End, despite the recruiting hype.

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OK, Im not a rabid Joss Whedon fan, but still, the whole Dr Horrible thing?

Rocks my socks. It’s only up free till tomorrow, catch it if you havent yet.

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