August 25, 2002

• I will probably keep blogging, but until I find out if I can fix what’s wrong with my venerable and cranky laptop, I may not be writing memoirs for a while.  I was seriously bummed out last night when I started old Schpeedy up and got “cannot read from drive C” error messages.

  
  

  As he is, I can play minesweeper and solitaire, and can use notepad but not my word processor.  I will have to be overflowing with inspiration before I resort to that.  This may require reinstalling some software.  It may mean losing some data.  My next chore is to… I don’t know what is next.  I’m in a bind of a kind I can really do without.  I have plenty to do, none of which I enjoy much or am particularly skilled at.  To make the situation worse, I have no clear sense of which task needs first priority.

  
  

  An atavistic urge to blow it all off and waste some time doing things that are a lot more fun, if I indulge it, could delay my making any progress today.  The PS2 is looking unusually inviting.  I still haven’t fixed the roof yet, either.  Sometimes just being an adult is all I can handle.  Being a responsible adult… well, that’s a bit harder, still.

  
  

  

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