The CD burner is working again. Oh, that's a happy feeling. Dan has his disc full of MP3s for the girl in Fargo ... and he left a full spindle of CDRs here. Hahahaha! The fool!

I decided that it's time to start moving, slowly and stresslessly. Today I took a bunch of books to the office, so that I can use them there and not need to deal with moving them later, and found the letter I've been waiting for in my mailbox -- the notification of my appointment for next year! It's half-time, 20 hours a semester, which is exactly what I needed. Phew. In the fall I'll TA for Language and Formal Reasoning, the better to keep my logic skills up to speed, and RA for Marc Light, our new computational/corpus linguist. In the spring, they've got me down for two sections of Language and Society again. Unfortunately, I won't get to teach for Jurek again, but I'll have him for Phonological Theory, so I'll still get my weekly dose of weird Polish guy.

While poking around inside the computer last night I managed to wreck the slave connector on my secondary IDE cable, so I can't use both the DVD-ROM and the old CD-RW any more (which is kinda ok, since the old CD-RW won't write any more and what do I need with two CD players?), so after Dan came to pick up his CD, he ran me over to Best Buy to look for an IDE cable. Fuckers want $18 for an ATA-66! That's insane. I can order one off the internet and have it delivered for half that. So I skipped that and picked up a copy of Wish instead, because I'm a dork and have been listening to MP3s since ... oh ... 1996 or thereabouts.

Easy CL homework. Phonology. Syntax. High Fidelity. Sunshine. Temperature in the mid-70s. Robert. Bliss.