So, my parents left for the week, my father to Italy on business and my mother to Las Vegas for pleasure, and it's just my grandmother and myself now. Now I just need to find a keg and a large group of drunkards and I'll be in business. I'm at a slight disadvantage, living in a nice neighbourhood and not in a social situation currently -- oh, and I don't like drinking parties (but when has that stopped me from attending them?). All that aside, I get to eat doughnuts for dinner and listen to my music without headphones and all that hot coolness. Oh, and better than all that, I'm getting paid to watch the dogs while they're away, so I can purchase some of the stuff on my Amazon wishlist -- huzzah!
One other thing of note: in the last week, I found a local Linux Users Group (if that doesn't mean anything to you, feel free to skip this paragraph). I joined them for their first (annual? semi-annual?) Installfest, and was even able to help get someone's computer up and running Ubuntu, though we never were able to get their networking to come up. I think that was a problem on the DHCP services for the hub he was connected to. The next meeting is Thursday, so I'll see if it's a group I want to continue attending or if their meetings are dull.
Anyway, my wisdom teeth extraction process thingie went flawlessly, and when I got the stitches out the dentist said that it had healed up very well -- enough so that she had a hard time getting a couple of them out. I assumed this meant healing was 'well established' and by extension was safe for me to drink a little bit again. Lemme tell you, a week of water and more water gets dull real quick.
Well, that's all I got tonight. This is your friendly neighbourhood Nelson, signing off.