And then Locke punched Charlie in the face!!

My computer is still locked in limbo for a few more days. Which I guess if the Catholic church has anything to say about it, means that my computer will be swept under the rug and forgotten about. Thankfully, the Holy See does not butt into my life as much as they did when I was in Catholic school. And thankfully, I don't have to wear that blue plaid skirt anymore. Ultimately, I expect my beloved Compuglobalhypermeganet will be back in my loving arms by the end of the week.

Get your own spectral analysis from Area 23®

Wanna know a dumb thing I did? I didn't bother checking out any ride share programs this week because I couldn't imagine that Comcast was going to call me back. I got a message from them today and have to call them back tomorrow to see what's up. It doesn't seem like they'd bother calling me just to say no; so if I can get all this figured out, I could be back to work really soon.

Of course I'm slightly behind on my writing because H doesn't have MSWord. I have another new amazing story idea that I can't wait to bust out with. H really, really hates microsoft. When I open up a word document it converts into Appleworks. Will my computer convert it back? I know not of these things. His firewire is also down so I can't spend days in here playing tunes and watching videos. Sad. I am way ahead on my reading though. So that is groovy.

The most weirdest thing happened today. I got a phone message (on my cell) and an Email from someone who says they "saw my posting" and want to meet me. I'm cute and likeable, so that's not the wierd part. I have not made any online postings since beofre I met H, six years ago. And I certainly have not updated any posting since getting my cell phone less than 3 years ago. So that is kinda creepy. And if one of YOU made a online posting for me as a joke, let me assure you it isn't funny and that I and my minions will surely kick your ass if we catch you.

This movie meme looked like enormous fun. And guess what? It was.
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Whoops! I just noticed that I put the wrong PSYCHO on there. I also have never actually seen Raging Sharks. I just really, really want to for the gruesome and horrible attack scenes.

I want to switch off my emotions like Data from Next Gen.

Today has been a total and utter mindfucker.

Was not able to reach the lady at Comcast, plan to get up first thing tomorrow and call.
After making a few calls, it seems that People's Express will help me get one way to work or from work between 9am and 4:30pm.
That should make it so I can take the job if they offer it to me, which I shoudl know soon.

However.
If I take the job I'll have health insurance, which means I won't be eligible for my therapy program. It's only for people who don't have any insurance, and I'm wondering if I can just elect not to have it. That might be easier and less horrible than choosing a new doctor, and a new therapist, and having to forgo group. I know I bitch about group a lot, but I like the ladies there very much and I do get stuff from it.

My computer still isn't back, and so I'm really behind on my writing. I planned to catch up with my flist and my writing tonight.

But then I heard something that so thoroughly put me off my game that I couldn't do another thing but sit and cry for a little while.
You see, I used to work with this amazing woman at Blockbuster. She was one of those super-efficient hard working types. She was black and her hubby was white, so we used to joke about swapping (sorry K and N, you weren't first with that). She had this amazing, super smart son who had been skipped ahead several grades. After leaving Blockbuster, I didn't do a very good job of keeping in touch with many people. Some I did, but most I did not. So when I found out this horrible thing, it was made slightly more horrible by the fact that I didn't find out until over a year after it happened. Now that I recall, she'd had a family history of violence and was working hard to give her son a better life than she had. And she was; her son was awesome.

Cut for being utterly horrible. I'm serious, you might not even want to know.

I am so sad I think I'm going to cry for a bit and then go to bed.

And to think...90 mintues ago I was going to post how crazy sad Smallville was.