What?

My laptop is on the fritz. At least I think it is.

It started to freeze every time I started it, so I took it into Circuit City for its routine "check-up" with an 'oh, by the way - it's freezing up' which turned into "let me go take a look, it was pretty dusty so I cleaned it, you need to fill out this diagnostic report and we'll call you before we send it off to be fixed or if it needs a new hard drive, but we promise we'll get it back to you by the 23rd."

Whoa, what? I just thought it was dusty and now I'm signing my name that my laptop in fact is malfunctioning?

Sometimes I think that it's all hype, but they still haven't called to say "oh - it's all better! Come pick it up!" So now I'm wondering if they are sabotaging my computer so they didn't go all crazy on me for nothing...plus the diagnostics is free so why not rack up a few dollars. I'm probably paranoid, but I feel like I walk around blindly in these matters. I hate being so illiterate with computers...why they hate me...and what the heck is making my laptop freeze. It's the same way with cars...I wish I could trust the mechanics, but when they drive the car in and close the garage door I don't really know what's happening. Well, let's be honest, I could stand there and watch the whole thing and never really know what's happening. So, new hobby: computer engineering and mechanics?? Anyone up for a tutorial session?

I'll just twiddle my thumbs until then waiting for the prognosis of cancer for my computer when I took it in with a sniffle.

While in Circuit City I noticed the nice laptop covers that I was looking for (if I ever get my laptop back) and found them at a nice ripe price of $25.00. And the ones with dots and designs on them are $30.00. Yikes...another new hobby: learn how to make laptop covers.

Dad set up a horseshoe pit for the 4th of July BBQ. I think it's a game to reiterate my lack of luck and athletic ability. Mom steps up and on her second throw gets a ringer. Meanwhile I'm chasing mine half way down the driveway.

Anyhow, mom dad and I were playing tonight when mom swept us with this:

By the way...those were one after the other. Apparently my new found talent is not in horseshoes...(though that it my red one...I was at least close)