Good god I've got so much to tell you I don't even know where to begin.
Problem is, now I'm drunk and can't really get a cognitive sentence together. Well hell, look at me using "cognitive" and shit while drunk!
Ok so, the good news is that I'm drunk (wait, that's not it. Entirely. Keep reading) because my precious HP laptop miraculously returned today after nearly a month of being lost in the mail courtesy of HP technical "support" (read: Pakistan). I'm repeatedly instructed that I must restart now for the changes to take place but at least I have it back in my possession. While the motherboard was out for her pap smear, I had L check my HD for me as there was no way in Jemima I was going to send my precious (*cough* Sims *cough*) data overseas. Both HD and HP returned today (thank you, L!) and all I needed was to reassemble, then plug in to get going. Laptop, check. HD, check. Screwdriver, check! Excellent...
Now, I knew I put the powercord someplace safe and reasonable. Someplace I knew I would find it when I needed it... somewhere, somewhere, somewhere around here. I mean seriously, "it had to be fucking SOMEWHERE", I was soon muttering aloud in the middle of the empty livingroom.
Over an hour and a glass of wine later, I finally found it, exactly where it should have been. (Still plugged in and under the couch. Like, of course.). So hopefully I'll be back in business in two shakes of a bee's wing.
Hey when I sober up, remind me to tell you about the body we saw on the side of the road, 'k?