Imagine my dismay

I've been without a computer at home since July 1, or thereabouts. Last Friday afternoon my boss says to me, "Hey, I've got this laptop you can take home, let me just clean it off and it's yours." I say "Great," and I mean it. I don't even mind that it's an old cruddy Thinkpad running Windows 2000. It works, and I can have it. Yay for me, I'm thinking. Never mind my now departed but zippy little PowerBook, and the new Tiger OS I have sitting here in a box. This is something, and it's free.

So I was busy Friday night & then I took a lot of naps on Saturday, as is my custom. Saturday night I ended up not exactly babysitting but my friends have this teenage daughter and they needed to go away overnight and I said "yeah sure I'll stay at your house tonight." Not to babysit, per se, but just to make sure that there was no excessive alcohol consumption on the premises. And to walk the dog. Plus they let me drive the new Infiniti F/x with that GPS map thingy that shows you exactly where you are but makes me kind of nervous so I had to turn it off. And I got to do my laundry, which kind of needed doing, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, there I was, out in fancy-land, enjoying the quiet house and the nice dark night. I finished reading some stuff I needed to read and then got out the laptop to write up a summary. Problem is, the damn thing thought it was still connected to the network and wouldn't let me in without an administrative password. Or maybe it would have let me in with my network password, but I wasn't connected to the network, and it doesn't have a wireless card, or something. I got tired of messing with it after a while.

Fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

Regular blogging should resume shortly, in any case. Monday I will have someone figure all this out and explain it to me. I'll let you know how it goes.