Play the Dirge, Sam

[angela_n_hunt]

Yeah.

About the computer.

It wouldn't come on for an hour this morning.

Yeah.

So.

No pictures today. Again. My apologies. I am...well, I'm not as devestated as I could be, because I think I'm just numb. In the brief periods of time it's been on, the Ant has been able to back up photographs and writing. But there's a metric fuck ton of other material still on the small machine.

I think I'm numb because if I start thinking about it too much, I will start hysterically crying.

There's no money for a new computer. I'm calling Dell this weekend to see if by some miracle, my machine is under warranty or if a small service fee could possibly fix it. I'm not...hopeful.

And life in general today is not as happy as I would like. I'm sad and I'm lonely. But I've said that already.

Right. Enough wallowing. Back on my head. I'd say buy some art or buy a book from the press, but frankly, I couldn't get anything to anyone right now.

So yeah.

Enough.

This too shall pass. Everyone think good thoughts for me. I'm going to keep swinging in the meantime.

Comments

[lunaticbubbles.livejournal.com]

Oh lady. If there's anything I can do to help (sans fix computer, but I would if I could!) let me know. I'm sorry things have been so rough for you lately.

[angela-n-hunt.livejournal.com]

It's all good, honey. I'm just glad that the photographs of you and Mindy are backed up. This is just a minor setback. I have to remember that.