Suckis Extremus

This morning Steve went to the post office to get the part from Dell. But guess what? It wasn’t the part from Dell. It was our checks that we ordered, that the bank sent to AUSTIN, and then we had to pay postage due because they forwarded them here. The bank manages to send every piece of junk mail they possibly can to our address here, but the checks, not so much. WTF? Needless to say, I think I am going to have to go on hiatus until the computer is fixed. I mean really, who wants to read this? No one. People like pictures and small bits of fluff. That is what makes Reader’s Digest so popular. It should be called Lazy-Ass Digest because no one really reads it (it sucks anyway, even in large print). But, we are what we are. Because of that, no more posting until I have pictures. And boy, will I have pictures. Except, of course, not of me and my sister, Katie, who came to visit last weekend. Somehow we never manage to take pictures together. Now I see it was just foreshadowing.

Michael Dell Sucks Ass

So the computer part came…..POSTAGE DUE! Who the hell doesn’t charge postage with the part? Now Steve has to go to the post office to pick it up. The best part is, since we live in the land of Little-Rascal-driving-bike-lane-using old people (not that I don’t love old people, but I don’t love their driving, especially in the bike lane), the PO is only open from 8 to 5. How is someone who works supposed to be able to get there? So now I have to wait even longer to post pictures. Expect some after I retire.

On a less angry note, one of my oldest friends, Claire, came to visit last weekend before she had a conference in Phoenix. I hadn’t seen her in about two years. It was weird being out and about with a friend who wasn’t Steve. We had a good time. Very relaxing. It was also weird realizing that no matter how much you think you stay the same person your whole life, you really are not. I mean, deep down I am the same (I feel I have been “me” since about 5 years old), but much of my views have changed. You don’t realize this until you hang out with someone from your childhood. I have come a long way, but I still have a long way to go.