DIDJA MISS ME?
Yeah, I didn't think so. I'm at the library using their computer. My FOUR month old Dell computer took a crap on me. I thought it was the fan, called, got a tech out (that could barely speak a lick of English). He replaced the fan and the computer was still making the noise. He said it was the power source and he'd call in the part and come back yesterday at the same time to fix it. Well, by 4pm no one has showed up or called. I call the dispatch, it's a bogus number that leads to no where. I call tech support. The guy gives me a another number to call, I do and I hear:

"Hey big boy, ready for some fun?"

WHAT THE FUCK?!?

I call again, same response on the other end. The fucktard gave me a PHONE SEX NUMBER!! I called tech support back and amazingly got the same guy.

Me: Hey John, this is Mrs. Daley, you gave me the number to a sex hot line

John: I did? I'm sorry did you dial blah blah blah

Me: NO, that is NOT the number you gave me

John: ok, try this number then

Me: This better be the correct one John, I"m NOT in the mood to be fucked with!

Of course it was not the number I needed. After a 1/2 hour of calling different numbers I was LIVID. Then they tell me that yes the part is in and they will install it next business day. It's Friday, so of course it won't be until Mon or Tues. I lit in to the guy about that too. A four fucking month old computer should NOT need parts to be replaced. So I'm with out a computer until some time next week.
The night started out so good too, Sandy from over at the Pea Patch gave me a call and we talked for a while. Looks like I'll be meeting Paul (it's not with in me to be slient) this fall when Spaz and I take the road trip up to my brother's wedding.
Well everyone have a good weekend. I'm going to try and catch up on blog stuff before my 1 hour is up here.
Later.