Last week was not a great week. At least not the first part. Monday I felt like doggie doo-doo. Tuesday morning, knowing that I needed to get on a plane Friday morning and head to Louisiana, I went to the doctor, someone I avoid like the plague. Wrap your head around that. Even if I HAD the plague, I would still avoid the doctor. But there was that whole fever and head-full-of-phlegm and the PLANE. So I went.
Diagnosis: strep throat.
So I said, “Give me the damn shot and get me better.” Best not to say “damn” to a doctor. My behind is STILL bruised. I then came home and discovered the hard drive on my puter was fried.
A person I know calls it the BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH. I use to laugh at her. My punishment has been meted out. Never again will I laugh at her computer woes (or at the travails of Harry the cat. Or even the fact that she NAMED her cat Harry.) I have SEEN the blue screen of death, and it has taunted and tortured me. Around about the time the walls stopped talking to me and I had changed my clothes for the tenth time, so soaked were they from the fever, I called the computer tech.
“Blue screen of death,” I explained. It took a little bit more explaining to get some help.
So I took the hard drive in, trying to stand back so I wouldn’t infect Supergeek, because I really, really, needed him well so he could FIX the computer.
And it took a LOT of days. Since I had to get on a plane to Louisiana on Friday, puter was NOT fixed by then. I had to rewrite my speeches for the Writer’s Conference on an ancient laptop, but I was not complaining. I was happy to HAVE said ancient laptop, even though it runs on Windows 95 and the batteries no longer charge. At least it RUNS, and you can plug it in. And if you hide the screen, and pretend you’re cool, none of the assholes working on Dell 2005 laptops with Windows XP notice you are running Windows 95 on an NEC laptop from the dark ages.
Anyway, I’m back. Supergeek was able to save all my files, clone the harddrive, put a new one in (I’m a little sketchy here on which one happens first, but trust me, SG did a good job) and I am up and running. Thank you, Supergeek.
Writer in a Bubble 