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Eh, that wasn't so bad

The hurricane missed us. It ended up taking a turn south of Nova Scotia. We got plenty of wind and rain, but nothing particularly dangerous. Just another poopy weather night. Gotta say, smoking on the balcony in a storm is no fun. Still haven't found the box where I packed the nicotine patches.

So far, the living room furniture is set up, the dining room is arranged, the bookshelves (a bunch of 'em) are there, the bedroom furniture is laid out, and the computer room is in progress. PandaManda has done a heroic job setting up a ton of stuff while I've been at work. Still have to set up the home theatre and get the wireless network configgered and set up email addresses with Eastlink. I have a hunch that someone is leeching off my wireless network right now -- the blinky lights that show wireless use are blinky-ing, and I've got nothing plugged in that would be making them do that. Gotta get in and set up the BigAssSupernet with a password, encryption key and all that whatnot. I really miss having the Infernet and PVR on the teevee. Watching television in real time feels like a huge step back.

No donairs to report. We did try Greco Pizza on the weekend and I found nothing in it to recommend it. Bland. Doughy. Everything that those old Pizzaville ads ("it was a rainy day...") used to mock in pizza. Won't be ordering that again.

The cats (my cat, Kitty, age four, and Manda's cat Kitty, age four) have yet to become buddies. They've become closer -- close enough for my Kitty to punch Kitty in the nose yesterday. My cat is taking the role of the older sibling, with the muppet-like smaller Kitty following her around and being a bit of an instigator. We expect the next phase will be constant running around and exchanged beatings. My kitty is still recovering from her declawing, favouring one paw. She seems to understand she doesn't have claws any more. Photos pending.

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  1. Big Applause to Amanda!

    I think you ought to completely avoid any explanation of whose kitty belongs to whom. Just keep callin' em both "Kitty" and let hilarity ensue.

    Be careful setting up your wireless network, by the way. It can be a bitch to configure the security settings, particularly when one PC is hooked up to your television. Hiding the SSID should be sufficient. Besides, if someone breaks into your network and steals all your porn, er, files, chances are pretty good its the guy right next door.

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  2. Yeah, I worry about setting those things, 'cuz I'm afraid I'll lock myself out of my own router or something!

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  3. bigass, there should be a page on your router's "configgeration" that shows all those connected to the wi-fi.

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  4. So Kitty, in the role of an older sibling, is being a bit of an instigator...have you seen her trying to piledrive Kitty onto the couch? Ah, memories. :)

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  5. Get over it, Little Sister. Us Big Brothers will always have you licked. Or Wet-Willy'd.

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  6. Greco pizza is the worst pizza in the Maritimes, I should have warned you. Hope things are going well in Halifax. They are super slow here in Fredericton. I get to anchor next two weekends in Saint John that will be funny.

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