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Dazed and Confused or, Sunday Afternoon Miracles [Apr. 25th, 2004|02:07 pm]
Young Geoffrey
[mood |confusedconfused]

I think I may now understand the appeal of belief in such things as magic and religion.

As you know, my computer has been giving me problems, leaving me without interweb access from home. On Monday I took the beast into its point of origin, APlus Computers at College and Spadina. Friday, they left a message for me saying I could pick up the box - there was nothing, they said, wrong with me ethernet card. And so, feeling like an idiot I picked it up after work, laying down $51 dollars for, apparently, no good reason.

But, whaddya know? I plugged everything in this afternoon and - well, here I am, online and typing happily away on lj.

Did my computer just want to get out of the apartment for a while?

Ah well, I don't understand, but I won't complain; until the fucker cuts out again.

* * *

This week's been quite the emotional roller-coaster for me, but - leaving aside the computer's decision to function again - it ended very well.

Friday saw me coming through the lunacy at work having reached the "acceptance" phase. I dont' have much confidence in management, but I do have a job, one that is better than many I can imagine.

Better still, I had the pleasure of a one-on-one session with sabotabby who is, if possible, even more witty and funny in person than she is in her journal. She also handles her beer like a Slav. We drank Rhino's dry then proceded to my place to conquer my supply. Chet (that's my cat; get with the program, people!) flirted with her outrageously and we carried on until sometime after 3:00 in the morning, at which point I had to pack it in. I have some vague memory of trundling Missnagativity into a cab - I don't think it was a police car, but at times like those, who can tell for sure? - then stumbled into a deep and contented sleep.

And now, my head a little fuzzy but remarkably, not throbbing, I am contemplating a quiet afternoon of watching hockey and looking forward to seeing L tomorrow.

Sometimes, life seems very good. (I wonder what will go wrong next.)

Cheers, everybody!

[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2004-04-25 12:43 pm (UTC)
If it makes you feel any better, my hubris is being answered; there is now a dull, throbbing aching at the back of my skull. I fear it will get worse before it gets better.
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