Happily, not bad-to-the-extent-of-trashed-car. Dropped off the car last night, stayed up until after 3am as I had anticipated, went in later, got loaner car. (Loaner car has faint but pervasive cigarette smell and it got on my CLOTHES and UGH. There is a special layer of Hades for people who smoke in loaner cars. Meanwhile, car is in the garage with all four windows down.)
(There is also a special layer of Hades for car dealership people who don't think to PUT THE MANUALS in loaner cars, forcing someone to go onto the web and search down WHERE THE RECIRC BUTTON IS. Because it was not hugely obvious to someone doing the driving. I will be Making Comments.)
I also don't think much of this car's Bluetooth connection, or any of its center computer stuff; very unresponsive. It is a Subaru Crosstrek of some vintage (not 2018, obviously), and while it handles quite well for a friggin' SUV, and I was able to adjust the headrest to maximum extension and make it mostly
stop giving me headaches... Well, if you are considering a Crosstrek and Bluetooth connection to your phone/music player is important, test out the central computer system thingie there.
Anyway. I woke up after Not Enough Sleep but more than about 4 hours. Spouse woke. Kid woke. We went to the dealership and picked up the loaner car. Then kid and I went to school to drop off the Final (just the research paper to go!); all the teachers, just about, were in the cafeteria and there were presentations and stuff going on, and kid's teacher was not present, so we moseyed on down to where we found her case...manager? School stuff. Anyway, found Mrs. L and showed her the part of the final exam essay kid was most proud of, and I snagged a set of headphones that are allegedly Not Working (probably a bad cable) and were destined for the trash, but hey, if there's a chance that they work, they look otherwise pretty decent, actually.
Then we went looking for food. Plan A is clearly not at all a possibility until significantly after 1:30. Plan B was... well, much more local, but oh, well. I don't actually mind the driving that much, except for the headrest in that car and the SMOKE ugh. But. There was food. (The soup of the day was a "Cream of..." but it had chicken squeezings in it. WHY, PEOPLE, WHY? AND WHY CAN'T YOU MARK AT LEAST THE OVO-LACTO VEGETARIAN STUFF, HUH?)
Then over to the library, where not much got done, except I hand-"sold" Hamster Princess 1 to the parent of a kid who was apparently graduating somewhat from chapter books? "She's a princess, but she's really tough" was my selling point.
I also took pictures of appropriate parts (we own all the Ursula Vernon books the library had anyway, but they were Right There and I dunno where our Nurk has gotten off to), because How Ursula Vernon/T.Kingfisher Is Impacting Fantasy seems to be at least a vague approximation of the topic that the kid was thinking of. Plus I bet we can do it without
bugging her on Twitter or Dreamwidth, HA. But now we have copyright pages and stuff so we can format the stuff as-needed for the paper.
Then home, put clothes in dryer (nice to have a dryer where I can trust that it'll dry things without having to set things for 2 hours, pull out what's not still damp, then another 2 hours...), discover that my glow-in-the-dark fitbit band arrived broken
*sob*, have a quickie chat with the help person (who I would've said nice things about on the survey but it didn't pop up, boo), email the company sadly (I am sad! it looked very nice and pretty! aside from having half the band ripped off), and STO. Epohh tagging, mmmmmm.
(BTW, no matter how great your essay ghostwriter is, if you can't at least scrape a C on your in-person exams... Perhaps you should seek additional tutoring
in the parts that are being a problem, instead of trying to rely on commissioned papers? The college professor knows what you're doing, even if you're paying for original
papers. You lose sympathy when you don't ask for help instead. *shakes head sadly*)
After kid gets this next paper done, I figure we take off a week, pure and simple, and just DO NOT GIVE A **** about anything remotely resembling "productivity." Then we need to figure out how to set up the laptop for VLACs so
Direly intrigued by this Commission Your Own Shampoo Blend stuff, but cannot justify the cost. ;_;https://www.functionofbeauty.com/order/pick_a_size/
Edit: Hat tip to Bujold, who found THIS cool thing! http://www.sciencemag.org/news/2017/04/new-solar-powered-device-can-pull-water-straight-desert-airHavva QuoteS_____ . o O ( No, Word, when I say "hoards of the dragons" there, I /do/ mean piles of treasure, not armies. )
--from the MUSH( INwatch+Bookwatch )( Dragons under fold )