1 apology, 2 things I love, and 3 things I hate

Hate!

1. UPS. Oh, so very much. They are EEEVIL and I think hold a personal grudge against me. So, my computer, my poor little broken laptop, was sent down to Florida to get a new motherboard. They send it back to me. I hear nothing from UPS. I start to panic. Eventually I get a phone call saying that they tried to deliver it, but there was no-one home. Duh, I have a job. Fuckers. So after many long phone calls in which the person on the other end of the phone enters my tracking code wrong and insists she's never heard of me, I finally manage to determine that they have my computer, and arrange for it to be delivered yesterday, meaning I have to take the day off work and not leave the house...and it never shows up. I even skipped running class! I can't afford to take more time off work in the hope that they might deign to deliver it, and their pick-up location is way the hell north, which would also require taking time off work in order to actually get there. So I don't know what I'm going to do now, other than sit here and be stressed. Update: The UPS people apparently can't read, because they came to deliver it, but couldn't figure out how to use the intercom system, even though it told them RIGHT THERE ON THE WORK ORDER WHAT TO PRESS.

2. vestra's computer. Because the one bonus to staying home yesterday was that I was planning on hanging out on LJ all day, except that the wee iBook refused to let me on for more than 2 minutes at a time, and even if I managed to read, I certainly couldn't comment or post. Or even read behind cuts, really. I also couldn't check my email or update my holds at the library. Bah.

3. Winter. Not that this has anything to do with anything, but I hate that it's still night when I leave for work in the morning. I mean, it's not even pretending that it's daytime out there. What's with that?

Love!

1. Shostakovich's Fifth Symphony. It's just so incredibly fantastic - listening to the TSO on Saturday night my eyes actually started watering during the second movement. (I'm not entirely sure what that means, but it happens when I listen to Leonard Cohen's "I'm Your Man" and Hawksley Workman's "Striptease", too. Um, yeah.)

2. Rick Mercer. But we all knew that already, right?

Apology!

1. sarcasma, I'm sorry I left you all alone yesterday - I tried to log on to MSN, but... (see point number 2 under Hate).

Um, what?

It's obvious that sarcasma is hogging the brain, because I have the attention span of...well, me, but me with not enough sleep and no chocolate.

Dude, now I really want chocolate.

I have approximately 476 IE windows open right now, because I keep starting something new, and then drifting off, forgetting what I was doing. Hmm, apparently one of the things I was doing required me to argue with the Canadian government, because I have an email open, but no actual information in it. Argh. Oh, and look, there's another email that I started and forgot about. (For the record, that sentence happened a good twenty minutes after the one before, because I forgot I was writing this entry.)

Yeah. I still need chocolate.

Also, I'd like to declare a boycott on ordering things from the US because of all the extra money I have to spend on getting stuff through customs, except that I just can't. I would be sad. So bloody expensive though (did I tell you that my computer ended up with a $97 charge on its way back from Florida?!).

Oh! Happy birthday on Sunday, eanja! I hope it was fun.

Look, here's a post-it I wrote to myself on Friday and then ignored. *sigh*

Ok, I need to find someone who's driving into Kitchener on Saturday so that we can get to the belly dance show we bought tickets for ages ago, and then I need to figure out exactly where I left out the bit that's causing my webpage to go all wonky, and maybe in between those things I can close some of these damn windows.

But first I think I still need chocolate.