And it’s late.

And I have more or less blown through this day, and have mere seconds left to finish, publish, and ultimately count this blog post as ‘today.’

In other news, the people fixing my laptop are meth heads.

Or huffing glue.

Or something.

I called them yesterday to check on the (painfully slow) repair process, and they called back today with some story (that just screamed ‘lie! lie! lie!’) that they received the motherboard yesterday, but it was damaged in shipment.

Yes. They blamed UPS. And claimed this happens regularly. How original.

I suppose they told the last customer that the shop dog ate their motherboard (and don’t get me started on dogs, by the way. Mine needs a shrink. Since the puke fest Sunday, when I give him a peanut butter cookie [for dogs, made by Trader Joe's, and in no way associated with his barftastic episode Sunday] he cries and cries and cries and roams around acting like he’s going to go outside and bury it. Great. Do they make Haldol for dogs? Is dog schizophrenia a valid disorder? He’s the right age to go nuts – early 20′s in human years.)

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