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The prodigal technology has returned home.
I meant to try to get some video today,
and a billion pictures to try some stop motion.
But didn't have the drive for it.
I think I'm still a little iffy from yesterday,
and bit of a scratchy throat after waking today.
Whatever, still have plans for Saturday's fun and filming.
Went out to lunch with girlperson,
then wandered around the Halloween store for a while,
in which I wore a giant pink pimp hat until I saw me in a mirror,
and realised how ridiculous I looked.
(yeah, there's probably pictures)
And then to my appt at highway patrol,
after some waiting, and worry that they were going to jack me around again.
But then they gave me lappy back.
I didn't realise I was going to be THIS excited until I saw it.
they had me sign a fuckton of papers,
basically stating that they get to do VERY BAD THINGS
to me if I'm not me taking the item.
They had me write down the description I gave them over the phone,
to prove it was mine.
Black IBM Thinkpad with "Lappy" written in silver on the lid
Then I told girlperson she's my current hero for helping me rescue lappy,
and then beat her about the head with it.
Overcome with glee, sorry.
I meant to try to get some video today,
and a billion pictures to try some stop motion.
But didn't have the drive for it.
I think I'm still a little iffy from yesterday,
and bit of a scratchy throat after waking today.
Whatever, still have plans for Saturday's fun and filming.
Went out to lunch with girlperson,
then wandered around the Halloween store for a while,
in which I wore a giant pink pimp hat until I saw me in a mirror,
and realised how ridiculous I looked.
(yeah, there's probably pictures)
And then to my appt at highway patrol,
after some waiting, and worry that they were going to jack me around again.
But then they gave me lappy back.
I didn't realise I was going to be THIS excited until I saw it.
they had me sign a fuckton of papers,
basically stating that they get to do VERY BAD THINGS
to me if I'm not me taking the item.
They had me write down the description I gave them over the phone,
to prove it was mine.
Black IBM Thinkpad with "Lappy" written in silver on the lid
Then I told girlperson she's my current hero for helping me rescue lappy,
and then beat her about the head with it.
Overcome with glee, sorry.