Messing with a machine from work today, I installed my CD burner and a hard drive from one of my machines that I could have sworn had a NetBSD installation on it. I boot the machine (the power supply sounds horrible), it whines about some incompatible hardware, and suddenly starts booting...Windows 2000. With a bunch of games installed. Turns out there was another hard drive installed way down in a corner of the case.

That was, in fact, the excitement in my day.

Funny...this is the first place I've ever lived in my entire life where my bed is not up against a wall, so it's possible to get up on either side. But I have such a habit of getting up on one side that I will often get up and then walk all the way around the bed to get to my office.

I suppose I'm a bit bored these days, and in the past I've moved myself along, or been moved, with major life changes: I left everyone behind to go to private school, I went to college, I moved to Wisconsin to try and make a live as an a cappella singer, I came back and finished college instead, I came to California for a summer after graduation. All of these things were sort of drastic, and the Wisconsin and California bits were really spontaneous, hey-this-seems-interesting kinds of things. But I have a home and a car and (usually) a job now, and nesting instincts are coming on as I feel myself getting older. I've been slowly admitting that I'm stuck in California, and in a broader sense I feel like I've made a commitment to make this life work. If it doesn't seem to be working out, I'm not going to move somewhere else. I have friends that I love and who love me and I can count on that, so if I'm not happy the problem is elsewhere. I'm going to work with what I have, not toss it all and start over.