I really detest this time of year in the Pac Northwest. Even on a gorgeous, sun kissed day like today--after days' worth of pouring rain--it's dark out by four thirty, and by six o'clock, I feel like crawling into bed. I need
light, preferably sunlight, to exist happily... which is why I love the summers here. Long, long days filled with lovely light. But these winter days full of rain and dark just drive me cuckoo. :craziness
To add to today's frustration, I had to spend the entire day running around Seattle begging store clerks at various places to help me fix a weird glitch in Powerpoint that screwed up
my entire presentation. The solution was so counter-intuitive that there simply wasn't anything intuitive about it,
period. You had to add
Japanese language support, then click this, then click that, then unclick this other box... Like, how on earth is adding Japanese language support an intuitive move
when your entire presentation is in English???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? :grumpy:
I tried everything, including invoking the names of several different gods (we won't say whether or not those names were invoked in vain, but let's just say the temper tantrum I threw at my computer wasn't a pretty sight.)
ssd:
I would have never figured it out on my own, but thanks to the brilliant folks at the Microsoft store, I had an answer, even if it meant doing the whole presentation over, using this very laborious, "click, click, unclick, click" process
for each and every single freakin' slide. I just about wanted to throw my computer (a Mac) across the room by the time I was done, especially since it now looks like I'm gonna have to retire my iPhone of three and a half years (it's ancient in the world of gadgets) because it no longer charges properly, nor does it synch with my computer's iTunes, as the memory has long since reached capacity on the thing.
Also, I'm not sure if the weird message I get when I try to charge my phone is because
the bunnies apparently not only attacked Mr. Eraser, they went in for a double assassination and did a bunny mafia hit on my nearly brand new USB power charger for my phone. Yup, on closer inspection, the thing has all the little toofy-toof-marks of a wabbit or wabbits unknown (well, known, but shall remain nameless). Cleverly, they didn't sever the thing in two, which would have given me an instant clue as to what the problem was, but it certainly was nibbled on at some point. God Bless America, that's annoying! :X
However, this is really my fault (bad bunny proofing means you have only yourself to blame when your stuff gets demolished by those attack bunny fangs...), so there's only so much griping I can do.
Besides, the bunnies seem no worse for the wear from their unforeseen attack on poor Mr. Eraser, so I suppose I should just shut up and be thankful no one succumbed to bowel obstructions.
Eh, the life of a bunny mom. It gets, uh...
interesting, at times, doesn't it? :wink