This is just not my night... I think it's a computer conspiracy. First, I was talking to Jev earlier, minding my own business, when the power went out. Byebye computer... I was fumbling for the flashlight at my feet when the lights came on again, and my computer started to reboot. It managed, and only complained that it had found a new device (my modem, which is already properly installed, but keeps showing up now as a new device after a failed shutdown). I got it past that (hey, dummy, the modem is there, I just upgraded its flash), and back online and tried to reconnect to Jev. Netmeeting wasn't happy, and I had to shut that down and restart it to get things going again.
Okay, so that wasn't my computer's fault. My modem had choked earlier, and that always kills netmeeting, but that wasn't technically the computer's fault, either. I guess it wanted its turn though. Jev's up in bed, and we've been talking -- his dad was being an absolute pain in the rear on the phone today -- and I was trying to help him feel a little better.
I was also doing a little web surfing, trying to make an electronic greeting card for my friend in Denver, who is having to deal with the insanity of the 'celebration' after the stuporbowl. I was tabbing through the fields in the form, filling out the info it wanted, when the computer just stopped responding. Not even a three finger salute would get a response, and so I had to reboot it. Which meant I couldn't hang up my current Netmeeting call with Jev, so I can't call him back. I hope he's asleep, and not lying there wondering if my modem choked, and when I'm going to call him back. *sigh*
It's after midnight now, and I'll want to get up at 7ish to talk to Jev in the morning, so I should probably go to bed. But... I'm sitting here hoping that somehow, miraculously, his Netmeeting will realize "Gee, there's no one on the other end of this call, maybe I should drop out of it." Fat chance... *sigh* I should just go to bed.
Jev, I love you.... I'm sorry for disappearing again. You can kill the computer (or at least give it a brain transplant) when you get here in a month, 'k?
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