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Jan. 21st, 2010

I am experiencing some difficulties with my shiny green iPod. It ran great for several hours, then just suddenly died. Battery kaput. Following the routine I'd established with my Shuffle, I connected it to my computer and ... nothing. iTunes doesn't seem to acknowledge the existence of the iPod. So it won't charge the battery, it won't allow me to put tracks onto the iPod, etc. Shannon has been looking at it, but with little success. I may have to just cart myself down to Emeryville to take it to the Apple Store's Genius Bar. It's poor timing, because I'm proofreading every day and soon leaving on a trip for which I would like to have an iPod full of audiobooks.

Today I was proofreading a chapter about imagined parasites (when people are certain that bugs are crawling on and under their skin, when nothing is really objectively present) and how it can drive people crazy, drive people to suicide, drive people to murder. Then there was a long section about the positive effects of parasites, such as chewing off diseased flesh during the Civil War (and apparently this has become more popular recently due to the antibiotic problem) and anti-allergy effects (parasites apparently teach your body to chill out and not overreact to your environment).

There was a lot of stuff about maggots, like this one Ancient Greek who was murdered by the king (who's name had a couple x's in it, but I think it started with an A), who put him in a box in the sunshine, fed him milk and honey (and smeared it on his face, for good measure), and let nature take its course. When they opened the box after he died 24 days later, his body had been half-eaten by maggots. Ew! Now, maggots are one of the things I am truly squeamish about. Luckily, there were no pictures.

Man, it has been raining and raining and raining! I had therapy this morning, and I had a dry walk on my way there (didn't open my umbrella once), and a dry walk home, but while I was actually in the office it was absolutely pouring outside. Then walked downtown, and once again was mostly dry. Unfortunately, it was too rainy for Shannon to feel like going to Endgame. So we hung out here. Did a bit of housework, played a two-person tile-laying game called Claustrophobia, complete with fully painted miniatures. I was playing the troglodytes, who were not very attractive, moved very slowly, and died very easily. But I had *lots* of them. In the end, I won.

We also watched an episode of "The Real World," which really shouldn't interest me. It's about college kids -- and I generally don't like most college kids -- who drink a lot -- and I don't generally appreciate drunkenness -- who sleep around indiscriminately, even when it means violating existing relationship commitments they have with others, who throw fits and tantrems and call each other names and act superior, as if they know everything. I don't know quite why I still watch this show, except that some of the kids really charm me: the gentle, compassionate, self-confident, sane, humorous kids. Those ones, I like.

Ilah is coming over in the morning to get a key, meet the cats, get the lay of the land, learn the infamous "food whistle" (4 specific notes that Shannon whistles every time he gives food or treats to the cats). I, personally, am unable to produce the food whistle. I am whistling impaired. Shannon has tried to teach me, but it's pretty much a no go.

- Ilah at 11 a.m. -- give her the tour and everything
- lunch at noon (turkey, swiss, mayo, sliced cucumber, spinach, oat bran bread)
- proofreading on and off throughout the afternoon
- decide whether to go to my Dreamweaver class (I've missed the last two classes and have been feeling stressed enough that I might prefer a relaxed night at home)

I'm trying to do things that lower my stress level. Walking, listening to audio books, watching tv, doing crossword puzzles. Maybe I should see about going to the gym again. Maybe when the vacation is over.


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Jan. 21st, 2010 12:08 pm (UTC)
I think I would find the stuff about gross bugs really interesting, though also gross!

Mr WG and I are apparently watching this newest season of The Real World. *Sigh* It's sort of compelling in a terrible way. Though last night I fell asleep during it and missed half the show, so I'll have to see if it's available On Demand so I can watch the part I missed. Not that it REALLY matters, I'm sure everyone was drinking and arguing and the panda hat kid was trying to get laid. (I think he's adorable but woefully lacking in social everything -- personally, I suspect he's got some Asperger's going on, which I don't say lightly or condemningly -- and I feel kind of sorry for him.)
Jan. 25th, 2010 09:59 pm (UTC)

Have you ruled out the USB to iPod cable as the source of the difficulty? Does your iPod come with the ability to charge it from an electrical outlet rather than USB? The Apple Store folks should be able to test this out easily, but if you have a spare cable or know someone close by who does, that might be an easy fix.

Perhaps Shannon could record the food whistle onto some sort of electronic recording device and you could play it back at feeding time. What could be more perfect than using technology to serve cats?

Jan. 26th, 2010 12:19 am (UTC)
Yeah, we tried charging it via an electrical outlet, but it was still dead several hours later. But now the Apple gal got it working, so no worries! I just wish I knew what had gone wrong!
Jan. 26th, 2010 12:36 am (UTC)
From your later post, it sounds like rolling over the cord with the chair might have caused it. If your iPod is anything like our iPhones, the cable is Apple to USB, and then there's a little white brick that you can plug the USB end into which goes into the wall (and I assume they have that part for non-North American walls, though I just used USB while in Malaysia and Thailand). So whether wall or USB, you're using the same cable. Or it could be completely different. :-)
Jan. 26th, 2010 12:44 am (UTC)
No, the problem was occurring for hours before I rolled over the cable. (It *was* the same cable that I used to connect my iPod to my Mac, but it was the third or fourth thing I'd tried to fix the problem.) And it took the Apple Store woman about 15-20 minutes to figure out what was wrong, and she wasn't using the same cable.
Jan. 26th, 2010 02:09 am (UTC)
Well, never mind. :-) I'm just glad it's fixed. I've never had to take an Apple product back to the store, but it's nice to know that at least some of them know what they're doing. I've heard terrible things about Geek Squad.
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