Well, I officially hate my computer. My work computer keeps crashing, and I am thinking to myself, "Do I call the computer fix it guy"? Okay, for one, I can't fix my computer. Not that I don't have the ability (well, that too), but the computer guy has "locked down" my system, meaning that I can not really do much, like add programs, search porn or even get updates for MS Office.
Part of this, I know, is computer guy's problem because if I need to do any of the above, I need to call him. Well, not search porn. I am sure he would like me to call him for this.
"Computer Guy, I am feeling really horny today. Can you come over so I can search porn?"
And computer guy, after masturbating in the restroom would allow me to search porn, and I am sure he would be staring at my chest the whole time for any sort of nipple changes. I learned that in college – men that want women to look at porn with them, look at their chests to see what they like.
Another reason I don't want to call Computer Guy is because he fixes the computer about 60% of the time, doesn't bother to fix it because of complexity of the problem 10% of the time, and completely screws up the system 30% of the time.
"Let me just install this update.", Computer Guy says. And thirty minutes later he is taking my hard drive to a place where he will ice it down. Er, sure, Computer Guy. Thanks for giving me that mental break for the next three days.
And Computer Guy, do you know that I blog? And how am I supposed to do this from work now? Hmmmmmmmmmm.
Oh, well, better get this meme posted. Third time is a charm.
This is a bit overdue, but I completed this the other day. It was a meme from Heather. Anyway, I lost the post twice and I wonder if I will lose it a third time.
I dream ... in color.
I cannot stand ... to wait in line behind slow people.
I stopped ... bitching about my hubbie always keeping the toilet seat up. I also stopped complaining about a bunch of stupid stuff – nagging. And you know what? Hubbie is more loving.
I'm sorry ... when I say cruel things that I want to be funny.
I could ... really go for some chocolate about now.
I would ... still work if I won the Lotto – and as proof, fix it so I win the Lotto and watch me work.
I don't understand ... string theory. It sounds so simple, but when people talk about it, I just look at their lips moving, wondering if others are as clueless as I.
I yell ... at drivers who can't hear a word I say.
I get aggravated ... when I try threading a needle and miss on the first time.
I'm shocked ... that it's been 19 months for Heather. She is a hottie!
I dislike ... traffic.
I can't wait ... to pee! Guess that's what comes with a small bladder
I sense ... when someone is staring at me; I look around and I normally catch the vision-stealer.
Hmmm ... who to tag ... no one. I don't like to be tagged or tags. But I love me some Heather, so I did this.
And those of you who love GP, she wants links so she can keep up with you. She toasted her blog the other day. She may not be blogging for a while, but knowing her, she will be back soon, stronger than ever. I love me that girl!
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