I'm sad to report that the computer gremlins are still at work. They are not only wreaking havoc with my computer but slowly driving me to the point of despair, if not madness. Perhaps both.
I've tried telling myself in the light of REAL world problems having or not having a computer that works is not even on the horizon. That said, I'm sad, mad, frustrated, weepy and generally not nice to be around.
I don't know what I'll do, but I think I'll close this little baby up and forget about it for awhile.
I hope that doesn't mean I'll be completely out of communication or not. There is always snail mail - a rather delightful alternative I must say. As for blogging, journaling and/or ranting, I guess I'll get myself a new retractable sharpie and a composition book and pretend I'm Laura Ingalls Wilder (except for the Sharpie, of course).
Sweetie has been re-visiting the Law of Attraction, et al. I wonder what sin I committed in another lifetime to attract this malaise. I know I'm way too full of drama - even for me to listen to, so I'll say au revoir, til we meet again, and good night.
Wishing for you machines that work, joy in the little things and good karma,