I ran into a software crisis. Yes! I did. Well, the old/new laptop refuses to get on my phone's wireless. So I couldn't do all the work I absolutely had to do yesterday. I figured some coaxing, some whacking with a hammer, some fiddling with settings, and it would work, right? NOPE.
Of course earlier in the day I'd gone out to replace my laptop, because it's not really working out at all. If anything is running, it crashes. Which kind of puts a crimp in your work day. I think it's because the software is all so old, it's incompatible with things like shockwave and whatever. Even Word, though. I don't know.
I should wipe it and reinstall. Or possibly just walk away.
I'm a leetle mystified by some Apple traits, like why doesn't hitting return twice cause a paragraph? Or does it sometimes, just not in the site I'll be using the most? Why can't I copy and paste things and have them look like they did when they started? And I do need to look up a list of keyboard shortcuts because you cannot guess.
So anyway: yay! But also: incredible thwartedness when I absolutely could not make this one file full of tables copy and paste no matter what I did. Jeez! So I ended up running out to Dunkin Donuts with the old/new laptop at 10:30 and tearing my hair out because the laptop was so slow and crashy, it did not get that ONE SINGLE DOCUMENT opened, copied, and pasted into the online site I needed. In half an hour! Gaaaaah!
I did get a donut, though.
Then I thought, aha, I'll just sit in the car and finish! Won't take long! And then the battery died. OH MAN.
Then Dunkin Donuts kid told me to go to McDonalds, open 24 hours and with free wifi. So I did that. And laptop had eighteen conniptions and crashed and hummed and paused and they had to plug it in behind the counter for me (these fast food kids are so incredibly nice!) and run the cord out to my booth right next to it.
And while I was doing things excruciatingly slowly and trying to figure out the hard return thing (without which everything came out one big block of text, no matter how I typed it) this bunch of kids came in who I recognized from aaaaaaages ago when I taught college here in town. It totally tickled me because although we've never really spoken, we spent a whole semester hanging out like fifteen feet apart. And they saw me knitting a Jayne hat and registered what it was! And the one dude has a Blue Sun shirt.
It was also very funny because we were both doing exactly what we'd done every day back then.
I wore my own Blue Sun shirt today in honor of the unified theory of persistence of dorkiness. The dorks abide! And I am clearly one of them, doy.
Anyway I got it all done and got home (or reasonable facsimile) by about 3, which is WAY TOO LATE.
But I got one of those little apple pies. So, yay?
I have to call up the help desk and figure things out.
But MEANWHILE I have to finish up this whole packing job here. It's brutal. It's enormous. It's hot and it smells like six million generations of mice in that garage. And it's taking longer and being more difficult than it oughta be, which means I'm worse off every day, so there's sort of a diminishing returns thing going on. Like I struggle harder each day due to tiredness/soreness/zombietude so doing a smaller amount of work is harder than a larger amount of work was the day before. Right?
It's awfully tempting to sit in front of this fan and play with my new delightful useful tablet of awesomeness! Do I call it a tablet? Is it one? I think it is one but you don't call it that. Or?
And to cap it off I had the most hilariously awesome/awful dream where Colin Ferguson and I were totally besmitten and so on, but he was getting very irritated because we were living with my mom and she kept throwing down these arbitrary directives and mandates. Ha! Also he wore his Sheriff Carter uniform so actually I suppose it was Sheriff Carter, the character, not the actor.
It's tricky because they look so much alike.
In my huge round of retail plodding yesterday, I went back to the store where I got my rings before and got another one. Yay! Yay! Yay! I constantly missed having my ring after I lost the last one. It feels SO MUCH BETTER having it back. Plus you know it's my ring of commitment to Writing And Awesomeness and not taking any crap, Starbuck-wise. It's a whole thing that makes sense in my head, I promise.
This thing has that Siri person in it. I'm sort of alarmed by the prospect, what with how white noise resolves into music in my ears anyway. And sounds can resolve into little snatches of voices. Real sounds, though. It's an interpretation thing, finding patterns in chaos, but that doesn't mean I want my actual inanimate objects talking to me, now, does it? It's a fuzzy area that I do not wish to roam.
Back to the mouse mines. Other stuff to tell! But later will have to do. I can tell you, though, the writing on this thing is FANTASTIC and that makes me oh so very happy to the point where I can hardly express. Which sounds contradictory but no!
Let's see if this turns out one big block of text or if the real return and the slight return are going to give me conniptions.