The power supply in my computer died last night. This morning, our cable modem bit the dust. I had to move all my crafty crap around to get my puter out to take it to the ER. Then, Peter (in total panic at having his Slingo interrupted) moved more of my crap around to get to all the cables in attempts to get other computers back online, before he figured out the modem was fried. He eventually exchanged the modem with Comcast, Em loaned me her laptop, Dave brought over a printer (my printer's shared by the network but it doesn't have a USB connection so won't work with Em's laptop)--which only seems to have pink ink--and things are sorta up and running.
But my stuffs is disturbed.
Piles of my life are everywhere. I keep trying to use my keyboard and mouse but they're not connected. My monitor, however, is. Graham thinks it's funny to have dual monitors...I can shrink what I'm working on on the laptop, drag it to the right and onto my regular monitor. Which I can't fully see because the laptop is in front of it.
I'm confused.
And disturbed. Deeply disturbed.
But my stuffs is disturbed.
Piles of my life are everywhere. I keep trying to use my keyboard and mouse but they're not connected. My monitor, however, is. Graham thinks it's funny to have dual monitors...I can shrink what I'm working on on the laptop, drag it to the right and onto my regular monitor. Which I can't fully see because the laptop is in front of it.
I'm confused.
And disturbed. Deeply disturbed.
2 comments:
Oh, Spinny! That is disturbing!
I have a frozen dinner of shrimps if you want to make you feel better.
I am very disturbed to see that you are disturbed! ;-) Why other people have to mess with our stuff is beyond me! Hubby and I have His/Her offices yet he still steals my stuff because his is a pig pen! Now, that's disturbing!
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