Jul. 18th, 2005

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So the geeks lied. I went by to pickup my computer Friday after work and they told me that they called me too soon. The program drive plays fine in another machine - when they put it in mine it stutters (which has been my problem all along). They still maintain the E drive is toast -- just that is not the only problem I have.

Chris said he pulled all my cards and checked them. He said he checked the rom drives. He says he has checked everything (but curiously we have not discussed the motherboard). On Saturday I made them give me my storage drive and I bought (on the advice of [livejournal.com profile] tzikeh) one of these niftly little devices that makes it an external drive. So now me and my storage drive are like a traveling duo. It is sitting in my "Friends of the Library" tote behind me in my cubicle as I type. He's keeping "American Gods" company while I work cause damn, that book got good and it shouldn't be alone. Neither should my storage drive. They are like One True Pair right now.

Chris said something about stripping my system down and running some kind of diagnostic on it. Whatever. I tuned him out cause I thought this is what they had already done. I'm tired of this and they win. They do. They have beaten me. I've quit calling. I might stop by after work today and look through the glass into the lab but man that is just too painful.

I mean - something is wrong. It is obvious. This is a computer. It is made of interacting parts - you find where the hiccup is and you either fix it or you replace that part. Except this seems to be a complex issue and there are several things wrong at once. Or something.

But I'm okay. I've got my storage drive. I am maybe a woman without a country but I have a very nice suitcase.
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Dearest [livejournal.com profile] renenet,

You are the very bestest beta and Vid-Co-Parent I could ask for. I wish you nothing today but sweet and good Mounties and possibly some deep thoughts. Or not. Today should be frivolous with a side of cake, and totally sans deep thoughts unless they are the fun kind of deep thoughts of the insane and enabling kind. Those are good.

And take-out. There should be take-out of some kind. And if I am not mistaken, you are probably up to "Flashback" by now in your "due South" viewing. If not - I wish you "Flashback" for your birthday. I'd mention specific things in that episode that are there strictly because it is your birthday but if you have not seen it, that would spoil you.

Of course, you probably zipped past "Flashback" yesterday afternoon and are now waiting patiently for me to send you Season 4. Which I totally will. Soon. For your birthday! Which I totally did not forget!

And I am giving deep consideration to your Mountie Amalgamation Theory and I think you are onto something. He is new. This is a bright shiny day for the world. Things are sliding into place. As they should on your birthday.

Just...if for some reason we were on an airplane that went down in the wilderness and you were suffering from some sort of temporary blindness and another sort of more permanent mental unhingedness... I would totally sing "California Dreaming" with you, even though I don't know all the words, and I would also try not to let you walk into any trees.

And let's face it - even with full and unimpeded sight, I am far more likely to walk into trees. You'd have a cautionary hand out in front of you because you are sensible like that.

But I will try to keep us alive until [livejournal.com profile] heres_luck comes to rescue us.

You know what would be ultra-cool though? If, while you are blind and insane and I am the person in charge out in the Great Green Yonder - if we get attacked by a bear. Cause I am fairly certain that if I am ever gonna do anything truly heroic, it will involve a bear attack. It just seems my entire life, most of the dramatic moments of any fictional story I have ever really liked have involved Bear Attacks.

Now - I don't want Sid with us, because if you have a dog and are attacked by a bear, the dog will die to save you. This is like written in stone. Unless the dog is Benji. He never dies. Even when he is hunted.

OMG!!! Bear Attack in a Cave-in!!!

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