Hmmm. I hate those entries that start out with me not knowing what to write about.

Not that I haven't been busy as a bee lately. Maybe too busy, and that makes me too exhausted to write. I have no grand revelations to share, at least nothing most of you probably don't already know about from visiting other areas of this site.

That's where most of the exhaustion started: from moving to a new webhost. Talk about your draining activities! I hurt all over by this past Monday from sitting in my computer chair (and I sit funny in it: on my knees, Indian-style, one leg up and one leg down, whatever I find comfortable at any given moment). My right arm ached all the way up to my shoulder from all the repetitive mouse clicking going on (thank God for my trackball). And my eyes - well, let's just say I might have to forgo that boob-job in favor of cosmetic work a little further up my body!

Then, work: nothing but a big mess there. Seems the former IT guy had installed a trial version of our firewall software - and it expired, rendering our Internet connection virtually unusable. And maybe you don't know this, but 95% of my job now is over that Internet connection, so I was in a froth over the whole nightmare. Finally, by Wednesday afternoon, they had me fixed up to where I was hooked directly into the T1 line, and I could finally get something done - except that since I was no longer going through the network, I couldn't print, couldn't access the old system which I also needed, and could only receive email through Outlook but had to send it via web mail.

By Thursday afternoon, they'd finished building the new server, had me hooked up through it, and everything was cooking again - until Friday morning when our network got hit with a virus.

Now they have me back to the direct hookup again, but if I can't get into the other things, I'm FUBAR tomorrow. This is stressing me out so much, and I'm tired of the half-assed patches they keep putting in place, none that stay stable for very long. And I feel like a big whiner for keep beating the subject to death, but dammit, they were the ones who wanted to go with the cheaper Internet version of this payroll software, but I'm the one developing an ulcer worrying over how I'm going to do the million and one things on my list without living at the office.

I have a new truck - well, sorta.

My mother came over yesterday morning to drive me out to my grandmother's to get the truck and the kids (Cody had a soccer game Saturday morning, which is why I didn't pick them up Friday night). I was a bit peeved because I thought my grandmother was going to have the cracked windshield replaced. Grrrrr. Now I have to fix it, or be annoyed looking at it as I drive around.

I also need to get someone to put the front license plate on for me, and I need to replace one hubcap on the back left tire. And the gas gauge doesn't work, LOL, so I need to remember to keep the tank full.

It is fun to drive - though it's loud if you ask me. I'm not used to hearing noise when I drive (other than my own screaming at the other drivers on the road, hehe). And I feel strange because I'm much higher off the ground, and bouncing around more than I'm used to.

But it's kind of neat to have another vehicle around, even if it's just a backup for my car. And you can't beat the payments.

It'd be better though, if only it were a 2002 black Eclipse.

Sigh. One day I'll have a new car again.

Last Friday, a friend and I went to Tenaya Grill for happy hour. They have a cheap menu then - pretty much every drink is only two bucks (although the margaritas aren't full size, harrumph). We had a grand time sucking down raspberry and mango margaritas, snacking on chips and queso, talking about everything under the sun and laughing about it too. Then when it came time to leave, we asked for the check.

And waited.

Then asked for the check again.

And waited.

By this time, we were contemplating just walking out - not that we're into theft of food and alcohol, but because it was the only way we figured we'd get their attention.

Finally, my friend caught the waiter's eye and he asked a third time for the check.

The waiter (who I guess turned out to be the manager) came over and said everything was on him - he couldn't find our check! He thought he gave it to another customer by mistake.

Good grief! This is the second time I've gotten a free tab at Tenaya. I don't see how they're going to stay in business at this rate. Hmmm, maybe I should visit there more often, hehe.

Where's F-B these days, you ask? Well, good question.

Actually, he called me last Saturday and gave me the latest saga in his life: his mother had a stroke, so he's been taking care of her down in Waco or wherever the heck she lives now. That man always has something dramatic going on in his life, I swear - more than me, even.

He wanted to come over Sunday, but I was knee-deep in rebuilding my website after the move, and didn't feel like transforming myself from a geek goddess into a sex goddess. I guess I should feel a little bad, since the last two times he's tried to come over, I've been busy with something else.

This is why I think I'd have trouble with a relationship: I'm too friggin obsessed with my computer these days! Of course, this is FB we're talking about, so maybe that's not a good example on which to base such conclusions. If I met someone who put stars in my eyes, my computer obsession might diminish accordingly.

Then again, it might not.

Love me, love my computer.

Or at least be willing to hold my left hand while I type with my right. =)