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valarltdI am the touch of death to electronica.
My laptop, 5 months old, is having problems. It may have bitten the dust last night.
It won't turn on. Last night it wouldn't turn on except in safe mode. Shoulda yanked everything then. This morning not at all.
But I have recovered my editing and the major project where it stood a couple days ago. Only lost a page of it.
Still trying to get it to work and yank everything else back.
And I so did not need Zombie Apocalyspe dreams on top of it. A world where zombies are common enough that the local college teaches humans to speak and understand zombie. But suddenly, they went bad. And there was goofy business with an elevator that came up with four humans and a zombie, went down with two more humans, came up with four zombies and three humans (all the same people). And Mudd and I were at a hospital and the kids were in an apartment near by. Mudd got bit, so when we evacuated, he couldn't ride with us humans in the big motorhome. He had to ride in the schoolbus with the Just-bitteners. And the kids were gone when we got to the apartment. (My kids reassure me they are smarter than that. They would barricade themselves in until one of us came for them)
So I was a little stressed when Oli crawled in for her Monday cuddles.
I have to move my gynecologist appt. Booo. Monday the 28, 1:30
So far the high point of my day is that I wore my breather for about 6 hours.
Wait, no.
I got a terrific review on "Breathe Deep" (damn that was fast!) from Obsidian bookshelf
http://obsidianbookshelf.blogspot.com/2011/03/mm-review-breathe-deep-by-angelia.html#comments
My laptop, 5 months old, is having problems. It may have bitten the dust last night.
It won't turn on. Last night it wouldn't turn on except in safe mode. Shoulda yanked everything then. This morning not at all.
But I have recovered my editing and the major project where it stood a couple days ago. Only lost a page of it.
Still trying to get it to work and yank everything else back.
And I so did not need Zombie Apocalyspe dreams on top of it. A world where zombies are common enough that the local college teaches humans to speak and understand zombie. But suddenly, they went bad. And there was goofy business with an elevator that came up with four humans and a zombie, went down with two more humans, came up with four zombies and three humans (all the same people). And Mudd and I were at a hospital and the kids were in an apartment near by. Mudd got bit, so when we evacuated, he couldn't ride with us humans in the big motorhome. He had to ride in the schoolbus with the Just-bitteners. And the kids were gone when we got to the apartment. (My kids reassure me they are smarter than that. They would barricade themselves in until one of us came for them)
So I was a little stressed when Oli crawled in for her Monday cuddles.
I have to move my gynecologist appt. Booo. Monday the 28, 1:30
So far the high point of my day is that I wore my breather for about 6 hours.
Wait, no.
I got a terrific review on "Breathe Deep" (damn that was fast!) from Obsidian bookshelf
http://obsidianbookshelf.blogspot.com/2011/03/mm-review-breathe-deep-by-angelia.html#comments
