It's been one of THOSE days.

[Prisoner_Number_Six]

I didn't feel well last night, so I'd planned on sleeping in and taking it easy today. Right. My across-the-alley neighbor, whose computer I keep running for him (he's a real estate man, and needs his online real estate database to sell houses) calls me first thing this morning and tells me his neice needs her computer fixed. Fine, sez I, gimme her number and I'll call her. I promptly pass out again, only to have him call a little later telling me she's been waiting on me to show up at her house! Funny, I didn't recall saying I would be there in fifteen minutes.

I get up and drive over to begin battle with a computer that is so chewed up with virii I give up two hours later and tell her I need to reinstall Windoze. Okey dokey, but first she needs some labels printed from a document on her machine. Too bad the label program won't start-- I have to take her printer and labels with me, so I can pull the hard drive and open the files on my machine and print them with her printer. Except the directory the documents are in has restricted access. I know I can break in, but it's been a while since I've had to do it, and I spend the next half hour googling and reading help files to remember how simple it is.

By the time I get it all set up and everything printed and delivered, the afternoon is almost gone, and I'm alone. As I put my feet up and prepare to pet the cat the doorbell rings. Another computer? A long-lost friend? Nope-- an ex-gang banger now out selling magazines as part of his reformation. Cool- I invite him in, listen to his rap, and buy a subscription to a computer mag. Oh, yeah, did I mention I usually do my work at half price for my neighbor and his referrals? So much for the money from this little job!

Well, I won't go into any more boring detail, but the rest of the day has been filled to the brim with such moments-- interruptions, phone calls, and a cat that's endlessly hungry and wanting food food FOOD. I haven't had ten minutes of peace ALL FUCKING DAY.

I so wanted to go hide in a movie theater this afternoon and watch Sahara. So much for THAT idea.

And even after sharing some chicken breasts with kitty about an hour ago, she wants fed AGAIN! And I still have to redo that computer....

And I STILL feel like crap.

Somebody please shoot me with a tranquilizer gun....

[WMliberal]

1. solace= Bartcop's Rule #4

Nothing is Easy.

[Prisoner_Number_Six]

2. Who was it who said

"If it were easy, it'd be easy!"?

They were SO right... :evilgrin:

[WMliberal]

3. to replace a $5 broken cord

will cost $100