Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Return of the Journalist

So it's been a while. My computer is back to "normal" thanks to campus computer services and about $180...sadly almost 1/5 the price of this hunk of plastic. My students are testing this week which means our schedule is fucked up for two more days. My weight has stayed the same damn poundage thanks to Halloween candy and minimal Y time. My family is doing well and my bro Scott and Jennifer visited this weekend to see Cirque du Soleil: Corteo. My friend Liz has picked out her wedding dress and we've been fitted for bridesmaid dresses.

In other words, MY life and everything in it is pretty much "normal" too at this point. The most thrilling moment in the last week? Using my power drill to screw two pictures on the wall. I could get used to power tools.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Best Bitch

Okay, so I did fall off the face of the earth for a while. Then I chucked a grappling hook upwards and climbed my way back up. Why have I been gone? Truth is, I haven't gone; my computer has. It was at Best Buy for almost 3 weeks. Did they fix it? No. Did they call me to tell me what was wrong with it? No. I called them, I went there, I bitched. End result? I have a diagnosis that the hard drive is fucked up and I need a new one. Best Buy doesn't sell any, but they can order one, to which I replied with an affirmative "Fuck no." On the bright side, my bitching meant a FULL REFUND. Damn straight.

So there my computer sits by my desk, unused and abused by the shitty Best Buy Geek Squad. And they asked on their survey if they should add capes to their uniform? Hell no. That's what SUPERHEROES wear. For one thing, they are as far from uber as humanly possible. Secondly, heroes typically HELP people...when they're not fornicating with various creatures or leaving their wives. (I'm reading too much Greek mythology).

Consequently, the only online access I've been using is at school, and blogging just isn't top on my priorities when I'm spending hours there arranging lesson plans or bureaucratic bullshit. At the moment, I'm borrowing Tricia's computer during one of the moments she's not having to work on a homework assignment, I'm actually home, and we're not watching Inuyasha or playing the PS2. Oh yeah, and I'm sick. Any questions?