My computer continues to be a thorn in my side.
So much so, that I am now reduced to using my 11 year old son's laptop (thanks honey, mama loves you a lot).
I raged a lot and made my poor husband even more stressed out than usual.
After all the Internet and this blog is like my only lifeline to sanity. In the end there just isn't a whole lot to be done.
Our phone lines suck.
Our computer is old.
No amount of tantrum throwing by me is going to change that.
Mark's whole focus for the next two weeks will be comic con, then some star wars thingy in Florida.
I can writhe around on the floor, I can froth at the god damned
mouth and nothing will change.
Maxwell says I should end this with