By the time you read this, I will be on the doorstep of my local computer repair place, anxiously waiting for them to open so I can picking up goddamn laptop.
They assure me it is fixed. And only two days outside their initial projections, which is something of a miracle given the way technology fails tend to creep up on me. Assuming they are right about the fix – please, gods, let them be right – I will give them money and cart the laptop to Write Club where I will promptly WRITE ALL THE GODDAMN THINGS.
I do not like it when my technology fails me. It will be good to be back.
In the event this proves to be a cruel taunt on the part of the fates…well, we shan’t consider that.