…the basement of some campus building, that is, where the computer guys are allegedly fixing my computer.
all i want is to be able to go online at panera, which i used to do with no problem.
but since many things on my computer have been changed, something has caused this to suddenly be impossible.
i don’t believe the problem is going to be solved.
but right now the fourth guy working on the computer today is installing “service pack 2,” which they all claim will fix my hooking up to the internet problem.
probably.
none of them seems entirely sure that the problem will be solved.
meanwhile, i found this room full of computers right next to the computer fixing place, and so at least i can type on something while i wait. i’ve been here about an hour, i think.
at least now i’ll have the service pack on my computer, which will certainly make it a much better computer overall.
according to the quartet of computer geeks in the repair place, that is.
the one with the beard seemed like the one with the most knowledge. the one named matt seems to be the least truly geekish, that is, he seems most able to converse with a regular mortal person.
they all hate norton security.
they also hate aol a lot, and i explained that i get it for five bucks a month and have about 20,000 saved e-mails on there, and there’s no way to save them other than keeping my aol. the one with the beard thought he could somehow put all those e-mails somewhere else, but then he kept wandering away, as they all seemed to do.
at least i’m sitting down now and typing as i wait, as opposed to the first time i found this place, and i stood in front of the window for an hour and a half while my poor malfunctioning computer wouldn’t do anything at all.
i haven’t had lunch yet, and it’s two o’clock. luckily i fortified myself with two, or maybe three oatmeal chocolate butterscotch chip cookies with walnuts, so i probably won’t pass out.
from hunger, anyway.
luckily i didn’t have a lot of other pressing things to do this afternoon. i’m ahead on my homework, which is how i like it. except we might have a QUIZ in class tonight, which i don’t think is a good idea. we don’t need a quiz. it would be about this book about playwriting that we had to read, but i read it at least two weeks ago, and i know i won’t be able to remember most of the things in it, and i’ll fail the quiz.
all i care about is getting my computer back.
maybe i’ll ask matt or the guy with the beard to go to panera with me, so that they could fix the problem there. because i know that after i’ve sat here for an hour, i’ll go back to panera and i won’t be able to connect to their wireless network and then i’ll be very, very annoyed.
it’s rainy and cool here today. not so bad.
i don’t know if i’ll ever be able to run again, because of the not sleeping at night thing. i was up for two and a half hours last night, a record for me, and so of course i had no time for running when i finally got up.
so in addition to everything else wrong right now, i’m going to be fat. probably pretty quickly, probably by tomorrow, because it’s very easy to get fat. oatmeal chocolate butterscotch cookies with walnuts, for example.
i bet they’ve forgotten about my computer. at first, one guy was working on it, while he chatted with one or two other guys, and they seemed to just want to impress me or each other with their knowledge of all those computer words.
i would hate to have to work here every day, down in this basement with no windows, all the flourescent lighting everywhere.
i picked up a campus paper while waiting, and i read a simply awful review of “rockballet,” which was last weekend. i was HORRIFIED to read the review. i’d thought about seeing if i could write for the paper, but now i don’t want to, because this review was so off-base. the write just HATED it, and was so incredibly critical of it, and i wonder if perhaps if she was on some very bad drugs while attending the performance. i mean, the rockballet, which i saw, was INCREDIBLY WONDERFUL.
my computer is done! hope.
always hope.
ok then,
grace about to emerge from the darkness.