2/7/08

I'm sitting here asking this laptop, “Really? You are ready to be broken already? After only five months you want me to smash the ever living shit out of you? Seriously, that is what you want?” Of course the stupid piece of crap just sits there and doesn’t even try to defend itself or justify its actions… no, inaction. Actions I can deal with. Actions indicate the thing is working. It is when the motherfucker just sits there and does nothing, won’t react to any keystrokes, won’t react to yelling, won’t react to being hit with the side of my fist, and only works again after I hard boot it, usually at least twice, do I get pissed off. I just deleted a bit about my hatred for Bill “Tiny and Flaccid” Gates. I'm still going to throw a party when someone finally kills his worthless ass, but that’s all I'm going to say about it. I just got off the phone with John and I think we have a very nebulous and tentative “plan” about what we want to have happen at the shop with regards to our 1200s. Of course now that I think about it, it is so nebulous that I'm not even sure it can be considered a plan at all. The short version is Marty out, clean up, his 1200 in, and we get some work done. Now, a much more selfish plan on my part would be leave Marty alone, finish George, move George out, clean up, move John’s 1200 in, and get some work done. There’s also the option of clean up the south side of my garage at home, move Shi-Chi there, clean up, move Marty to “paint booth,” move John’s 1200 in, and get some work done. I don’t know. We’ll see. Ok, I've got a 1230 h appointment and I have to pee so I think I'm going to shut down for a bit. I'm back but I don’t think I'm going to have much to say. In fact, I think I'm done for the day. I do have a couple more people to meet with later on, all the way up to 1700 h incidentally, so I'm not going anywhere. I'm just not going to be talking to y'all either. Have a day.