Hey Diddly Diddly Ding Dong Crap

My laptop is out of the house again. The first chance I had to try it out was Monday night, and I was so excited, and after plugging it in ... it just sat there like a dead thing. Not even the lights would come on. Nothing. It was comatose. Naturally, this was disappointing and upsetting and frustrating. I played around with it for quite a while, trying to figure out if I'd done something wrong, but no -- it no work.

I called that place back and left a message. At first I wanted to sound pissy, because I was really really pissy, but I settled for disappointed. Besides, it isn't really his fault. The plug he replaced obviously needed replacing, because it was fucked. And he said he booted it up and it worked. I didn't try it out there myself, so excited was I, and yes I know that was dumb of me, but I thought we'd be ok. We were not ok. He left me a message the next day saying to bring it on back and sorry for the inconvenience. He also asked how long I'd let it charge up, and considering the actual answer was 'zero minutes', I thought that perhaps more of my foolishness had led to this problem, and maybe it just needed to be charged up. Nevertheless, in an effort to be better safe than sorry I brought it down there.

He wasn't in, but I talked to his nice secretary, discussed the problem and the fact that it might be just the charge issue. She said he'd take a look at it as soon as he could. With a heavy heart I left the poor girl there again.

There were no messages today, but since I had to go into Claremont anyway, I stopped by there. He'd taken a look at it and was dismayed to find that nothing happened, much like in my case. He said that when plugged in at least the battery light should come on, no matter what, but like I said before it just sat there like a dead thing. So he thinks it might be the interior pin, or what the plug plugs into, which will be more expensive and might take a day or two. He's hoping to get to it tomorrow.

If it runs to what he explained the first time, I do have the money for that, but damn it ... what a pain in the ass. I was hoping to do something else with that money. But this is an essential fix. I have to have that laptop back up and running, if only to empty it of the files I need. The prospect of having to rewrite those few chapters is mighty discouraging indeed. I have to get them out of there. And that's not even taking into account my large Ebert project, which I would have to start all over again ... or just scrapping altogether. Sigh.

I just want my poor girl fixed.