Today is Wednesday, meaning we had a free day. I wanted a synthetic-leather Puma bag (which I've been lusting after for ages) and Dia wanted an internet cable and a computer microphone, so Dia borrowed a bike from Somaya, a friend down the hall, and we went shopping in the centrum. Dia got her items; I did not find my bag. Then we went to the grocery store and came home.
Well, okay, it wasn't really that easy. As we left, Somaya handed Dia the keys and said, "This one is for the rear lock, this one is for the main lock. It's parked in front of Jac's window, and it's purple." Okay, easy enough - the first bike we saw upon walking outside was a spray-painted light purple bike. Score.
But the keys didn't fit.
"Do you think she meant that one?" Dia asked, pointing to a dark blue bike.
"That's not purple," I said doubtfully, but took the keys and tested them. No dice. "Maybe she forgot where she parked it," I speculated. I walked systematically through the rest of the racks, testing anything that was even slightly purplish in color. Nope.
Oh, man, maybe it got stolen, I was thinking, but I didn't say that out loud.
"Do you think we should try this one?" Dia asked, pointing to a red-and-black men's mountain bike.
"Okay, now that is definitely not purple, Dia - it's red and black!"
"Yeah, I know, but see this red, it's kind of pink up here, so maybe... let's just try it."
Click.
We both laughed hysterically.
Purple. Right. Maybe it's an Iranian thing?
Other things on my mind:
Everybody who knows me knows I've never met a bar of chocolate I didn't like. Tonight, however, I did. Albert Heijn makes these wonderful chocolate bars with milk chocolate, honey, almond, and orange flavoring. They definitely rank in my top five chocolate experiences ever. But... I can't find them anymore. They were here at Christmas, but now they're not in the stores. So when Dia and I were shopping today, I picked up a bar of 'extra dark' orange-flavored chocolate, knowing that it wouldn't be the same thing, but hoping that it would be just as good in its own way. Well, it wasn't. Let me just say: ugh. That stuff was way too bitter for me. (Dia liked it, though, so she's happily munching away as she does her homework.)
Second random thought process: I've been considering what I'll want in my next laptop. I currently have a Compaq Presario x1000, with a 1.4 Ghz processor, 512 MB RAM, and a 60GB hard drive. Overall, I admit, it has been and still is a decent computer. If I took the time to truly clean it up and delete all these unused programs and program fragments, it would be even better. However, my hard drive is almost full (granted, I have some movies on it which will be deleted after I get the hard copies from Dad, but even so), and the machine truly doesn't run anywhere near fast enough to suit me. It also weighs a lot - about 7 pounds. I don't want to get a new one for another year or so because I've heard about all kinds of new stuff coming out (Windows Vista, for example), but there's no harm in shopping. In grad school, being able to carry my computer around everywhere will be a big asset, so I'm seriously lusting after the new three-pound teeny-tiny Sony VAIOs. However, those processors are 1.2 Ghz and I didn't realize I had 1.4; I thought I had 1G. So that's out, at least until they ramp up the speed. In whatever I get, I want a DVD burner, an 80-gig hard drive, at least 1GB RAM, a speedy processor, and a minimal weight - 4 pounds max.
Third random thought process: Dia just asked me, "Do you ever think about how different our lives are from our parents'? What do you think they were doing at this point in their lives?"
"Not sitting at their laptops chatting with people in other countries," I answered.
That sparked a discussion about, "What do you think our kids will have that we can't imagine right now?" I thought they'd have fully functional computers the size of Palm Pilots, fingerprint-identification systems for travel, and cars which ran on plant oils or other fuel besides gasoline. Dia thought they should have teleportation "like in Star Trek." I wonder? Anybody ever read Michael Crichton's Timeline? I really do wonder.
Well, okay, it wasn't really that easy. As we left, Somaya handed Dia the keys and said, "This one is for the rear lock, this one is for the main lock. It's parked in front of Jac's window, and it's purple." Okay, easy enough - the first bike we saw upon walking outside was a spray-painted light purple bike. Score.
But the keys didn't fit.
"Do you think she meant that one?" Dia asked, pointing to a dark blue bike.
"That's not purple," I said doubtfully, but took the keys and tested them. No dice. "Maybe she forgot where she parked it," I speculated. I walked systematically through the rest of the racks, testing anything that was even slightly purplish in color. Nope.
Oh, man, maybe it got stolen, I was thinking, but I didn't say that out loud.
"Do you think we should try this one?" Dia asked, pointing to a red-and-black men's mountain bike.
"Okay, now that is definitely not purple, Dia - it's red and black!"
"Yeah, I know, but see this red, it's kind of pink up here, so maybe... let's just try it."
Click.
We both laughed hysterically.
Purple. Right. Maybe it's an Iranian thing?
Other things on my mind:
Everybody who knows me knows I've never met a bar of chocolate I didn't like. Tonight, however, I did. Albert Heijn makes these wonderful chocolate bars with milk chocolate, honey, almond, and orange flavoring. They definitely rank in my top five chocolate experiences ever. But... I can't find them anymore. They were here at Christmas, but now they're not in the stores. So when Dia and I were shopping today, I picked up a bar of 'extra dark' orange-flavored chocolate, knowing that it wouldn't be the same thing, but hoping that it would be just as good in its own way. Well, it wasn't. Let me just say: ugh. That stuff was way too bitter for me. (Dia liked it, though, so she's happily munching away as she does her homework.)
Second random thought process: I've been considering what I'll want in my next laptop. I currently have a Compaq Presario x1000, with a 1.4 Ghz processor, 512 MB RAM, and a 60GB hard drive. Overall, I admit, it has been and still is a decent computer. If I took the time to truly clean it up and delete all these unused programs and program fragments, it would be even better. However, my hard drive is almost full (granted, I have some movies on it which will be deleted after I get the hard copies from Dad, but even so), and the machine truly doesn't run anywhere near fast enough to suit me. It also weighs a lot - about 7 pounds. I don't want to get a new one for another year or so because I've heard about all kinds of new stuff coming out (Windows Vista, for example), but there's no harm in shopping. In grad school, being able to carry my computer around everywhere will be a big asset, so I'm seriously lusting after the new three-pound teeny-tiny Sony VAIOs. However, those processors are 1.2 Ghz and I didn't realize I had 1.4; I thought I had 1G. So that's out, at least until they ramp up the speed. In whatever I get, I want a DVD burner, an 80-gig hard drive, at least 1GB RAM, a speedy processor, and a minimal weight - 4 pounds max.
Third random thought process: Dia just asked me, "Do you ever think about how different our lives are from our parents'? What do you think they were doing at this point in their lives?"
"Not sitting at their laptops chatting with people in other countries," I answered.
That sparked a discussion about, "What do you think our kids will have that we can't imagine right now?" I thought they'd have fully functional computers the size of Palm Pilots, fingerprint-identification systems for travel, and cars which ran on plant oils or other fuel besides gasoline. Dia thought they should have teleportation "like in Star Trek." I wonder? Anybody ever read Michael Crichton's Timeline? I really do wonder.
stormed at 14:58
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Oh, I read Timeline... no less than 4 times. Great book. The movie blows though.
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