My computer has had a couple of trifling ailments for some time now. Every time I go on the Internet for longer than a minute, it starts heating up like I just asked it to cook a nice pot of chili for dinner; and it has also decided that this whole CD and DVD thing is just too last millennium, so at the slightest taste of a disc, it either spits it out or makes threatening grinding noises.
Not exactly emergencies, although it would be nice to be able to watch Buffy on my laptop while I do labels and such. But my warranty is about to run out, so tomorrow the family Y-chromosomes are wrenching my computer out of my frantic grasp and taking it in to be repaired. Which means that I'm going to be deprived of it starting tomorrow (Sunday the 30th) at around noon. Apparently the work will take at least a day or two.
Could you excuse me for just one second, please? You shouldn't have to hear this. Thank you. Back in two shakes of a lamb's tail.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
MY BABY! MY EMAIL! ALL MY WRITING! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Sorry. I forgot to shut the door.
Okay. So anyway. I may be even more behind than usual for the next several days, because I'm already way behind and I'm going to do my best today and early tomorrow to get caught up just a little...
You know, the hysterical laughter was really not necessary. Or nice. Or particularly helpful.
Oh -- that was me? Sorry again.
Okay. So I'll post again to let you know when I'm back on the planet. For now, I'm going to go and pretend not to flip out about all the stuff I won't be able to do for however long it's going to be.
Thank Shiva I have a lot of books and games and other stuff to review. If I had to feel completely disconnected from work for even a day, I think you'd hear me screaming even with the windows shut.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
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2 comments:
Breathe. And sigh. And watch out. You might just get addicted to being detached from the computer. :)
Hey, it won't be that bad. I was without a computer for roughly a month due to my move (ugh).
Sometimes it is nice to get back to pen and paper for a little while.
Ooh, thanking the god of destruction... I learned my lesson on that one - my darling cat is named Shiva. He's insane. When I explain what his name means, people say, "Oh, so he's that way because of how you named him."
Shiva (mine) acts like a total doll to people, loving up to them, greeting them at the door, etc.
And at night he yowls, pulls my hair, knocks stuff over, and basically drives me nuts. So next time I see something sitting on the floor that shouldn't be, I'm going to think of you and say "Thank Shiva".
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