This is a “My day sux big fat hairy rocks” post, so if you don’t want to hear it, keeeep on moving.
Daniel woke up at 2 AM with a nightmare, and it took me til 3 to get him back to sleep.
Joe woke up at 6 AM.
Between 3 and 6, I was having a REALLY freaky dream that I can’t remember now.
The puppy took a dump next to my Dad’s bed.
The puppy took ANOTHER dump in my Dad’s office. (I’m beginning to see a pattern here.)
I told Alannah yesterday that if she didn’t get the puppy under control, we wouldn’t be able to keep her. The pup keeps sneaking off to piddle in Very Bad Places.
I finally make my way in front of the computer, and I have a Trojan. No, not the condom. Damnit.
I can’t find the virus file to delete.
My floppy drive is dead, so I can’t run from the startup disk and manually find it.
I’ve run three separate antivirus programs trying to get rid of it.
And that’s all BEFORE 9 am.
**Update: And now I can’t find a delivery confirm number I need.