fried

2002.12.06 6.34

My new work computer committed hardware suicide this past Wednesday night. They say it was the vent holes, but I think that machine just didn't have the will to live up to my high expectations. The carcass is missing this morning. I have mentally prepared myself for eventual razzing about the situation. I plan to make a sad face and say, ''Ohhhh, I'm so sorry!'' regardless of whatever is said. I used this similar plan, with limited success, at the condo's ''Get To Know Your Neighbor'' dinner last night. Instead of talking to anyone, I had planned to just nod and pretend I always had food in my mouth. Turns out I can't keep up the illusion of munching for two hours, so I relented and acknowledged my neighbors. There was also free beer, so everyone seemed to get nicer as the evening progressed. Batman was not violated this time around. It's the little things, right?

Cold temperature has brought on a minor head cold, although I feel fine today. On Thursday, I was essentially snowed in, so I was only able to do about 4 hours of work researching how to make Microsoft Word do my bidding. I stopped to take a nap. Later, I thought I had it figured out, but then I woke up from the nap and realized the additional hours I'd spent were unusable. Why can't I dream about being a super hero or something? Oh. That's right. I am a super hero. Well, okay, then, how come I can't dream about being a pro basketball player. I know for *sure* I'm not one of those.