Well, that sucked.

Woke up today and my computer decided to commit seppuku on me. It does this periodically, and I'm usually able to handle it with the aid of my CD-R drive and Norton Utilities, but this time I got cocky. Before I realized it, I'd passed that point of no return, past which I could no longer make a backup on CD-R and I was well and truly screwed. Hard.

So I spent the day driving around to various electronics stores, where I inevitably get treated like a soccer mom at a mechanic. Why these guys insist upon talking down to me, I have no idea. I know what I'm talking about, and, in fact, since I'm dealing with a Macintosh, I usually know more than the inevitably Windows-centric minimum wage salespeople do about the subject.

Eh.

So my day got shot. Taken out behind the barn and filled with lead. I had planned to look for some serviceable furniture, maybe some clothes, and other assorted crap that escapes my mind at the moment because I'm so fried from the chaos, but all I wound up doing was driving all over town and, eventually, well out-of-town as well. It's odd. Trying to explain it, it really doesn't sound like much, and it really isn't, but I'm exhausted anyway.

In other news, before this whole fiasco unfolded, my best friend growing up called this morning to tell me he's getting married next month. Hell of a rush, if you ask me. So it looks like I'll be going back to Iowa in July. I'm happy for him, but it's still feels awfully strange. I haven't even met the girl, though I'm sure she's very nice. And why the big hurry?

Anyway, I'm sure there's larger implications in all this, but I'm too tired to contemplate them right now...