this day is dedicated to the unpleasant-news specialists (a term i borrow from the late david foster wallace), otherwise known as the technicians who work the graveyard shift at HP's india-based phone support center.
so you see, there is a reason i haven't been posting.
so far i have logged 6 hours of very kindly, if ineffective, phone support. the rest of my time has been spent frantically trying to make up for what i have missed of my day(s). if my child ever stops taking afternoon naps i will be doomed.
of course, i am hopeful that my super-chouette new $39 printer will be working by then.
christmas cards may be late (again) this year. but if i ever clear the FATAL ERROR DURING INSTALLATION!!! message from my computer screen, my awesome new phone friends will be getting one.
oh, and it was not my fault.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
god bless the child that's got her own
raise your hand if you love peace!
sorry, dudes. it has been my experience that, when two or more children are gathered together, they will fight. but here's another observation from a former child fighter (sounds like i was trained in cage fighting--and i was): we have different kinds of fight in us, and it's not all bad. not at all.
to some is given to fight with words. to some with might (how totally cliche, but still, often effective). to some with chickens (these are the bad people). i submit to you that it's possible to fight with glitter. and i'm going to try it this holiday. whom am i fighting? maybe you.*
and so i answer the question: can there be any peace in the world as long as more than 1 of us is living on it? i think, yeah verily. from time to time. but not all the time. from time to time it would be really nice.
*nah, not really. mostly my own demons.
my christmas manifesto includes the following proclamation:
:: i will decorate my house until you can't open your eyes without getting glitter in them
them's my fightin' words. GAME ON.
sorry, dudes. it has been my experience that, when two or more children are gathered together, they will fight. but here's another observation from a former child fighter (sounds like i was trained in cage fighting--and i was): we have different kinds of fight in us, and it's not all bad. not at all.
to some is given to fight with words. to some with might (how totally cliche, but still, often effective). to some with chickens (these are the bad people). i submit to you that it's possible to fight with glitter. and i'm going to try it this holiday. whom am i fighting? maybe you.*
and so i answer the question: can there be any peace in the world as long as more than 1 of us is living on it? i think, yeah verily. from time to time. but not all the time. from time to time it would be really nice.
*nah, not really. mostly my own demons.
my christmas manifesto includes the following proclamation:
:: i will decorate my house until you can't open your eyes without getting glitter in them
them's my fightin' words. GAME ON.
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