So Word didn't install properly, so no gloomy poems yet. Worse than that my hard drive started making high pitched noises like tacks in a blender yesterday. Then in just died. It is still making slightly less harsh sounds, but I fear the end is near.
This morning I woke up feeling confused and rudderless because I thought I would be wihtout the internet again for a time. Technology is the cure for enlightment. Talk about ruining a quiet mind.
Laura Lee brought up the grieving process. I think I went through that a month ago when my wireless connection died. What are the steps? Anger, denial, bargaining and acceptance. I won't tell you the mnemonic tric for remembering that. Okay, I'll change it a little: Always drink alcohol before doing anything. The stages were similar. Now I try to save various things until my hard drive commits suicide.