Be All the Colors That You Are

Yesterday, Renaissance found an old picture of me with long hair and butterfly clips in it. She called me a girl. I guess I deserve that.

Moving is a pain in the butt.

Renaissance has learned a new scream. It's really fake sounding, even though she means it. It's like a "hwaaah" sound, and it grates on nerves incredibly well.

She seems about ready for bed, so maybe we'll be able to focus more on packing, but probably not.

I'm also trying to make a cool thing for work, but I know way-not-enough Perl to make it functional. So I'm trying to learn more Perl. And by more, I mean some.

"It's like a wonderful dream come true!"

So we got new tires put on our car. I guess our car takes performance tires which are more expensive and a pain in the butt to find. We ended up getting a slightly larger size tire than the stock size, but it shouldn't make too big of a difference. They had to be aligned, too, since that was one of the big problems with our old tires (that and the impact bubble).

And we also need new brakes. We bought them and I'll put them on the car tomorrow. And then inspection is due. There had better not be anything else wrong with the car. I did not like spending $640. I could've bought a new computer.

Except for that whole "we could die if this doesn't get fixed" thing. It's still annoying, though.