Now where was I

The Crazy Ant speculates that perhaps I have created alter ego accounts to increase the number of comments on my posts. Which is not beyond the realm of possibility. Lord only knows the lengths of desperation some people go to in order to get comments on their blog. Ahem.

Sunday was my quiet day. I haven't come to terms with Sunday yet. Not for my 29.almost1/2 years of life. At first, I was all conflicted because Sunday meant having to serve as an altar boy at mass and quite frankly I didn't want to be an altar boy. (No, those who are thinking of scandals, it had nothing to do with priests and boys -- ugh, I'm being a bit sacrilegious but b/c I just didn't . . . care enough?). And then Sunday became a drag in high school and college because I always had so much homework to do which meant that Sunday evening loomed and grew larger by the moment and Monday always sucked because I went to sleep on Sunday night doing all the things that I was supposed to do on Friday night/ Sat and Sun (homework wise, of course). Now, I'm not sure what to make of Sundays. They're still a bit blah but they also bring in that dose of guilt that I should be going to church but I'm not and it's not because I'm being rebelious (what, you think I'm 20?) or because I'm lazy (well, perhaps but not really - I can be active when need be) but just because . . . I don't want to go to church right now.

Anyway, so there I was minding my own business when it hit me MY DVR FAILED ME. Yes, you read correctly. You see, if there is anything that my DVR should know about me - and it should know a lot given our intimate relationship - it is that I love and adore Law and Order Special Victims Unit above all things. So when I found out that it had not taped and recorded the episodes "Perverted" and "Turmoil" because I had inadvertently asked it to tape So You Think You Can Dance (I'm fine w/ watching the show on fast forward mostly BUT CERTAINLY NOT AT THE EXPENSE OF LAW AND ORDER SVU), you can imagine that my life came apart and the world as I knew it stood still and was on the brink of explosion.

So I decided to go online and find a free episode of it. Except apparently they regulate this stuff quite well. Which meant that none of the usual suspects had the episodes (hulu.com, nbc.om/blahblahlink to svu) and then when I went into unchartered territory, lo and behold, I downnlaoded this crazy virus that DEVASTATATED MY COMPUTER.

Anyway, so then I had to find a computer repair place over the weekend to fix my computer because Lord only knows that staring at the computer screen all day long (and sometimes all night long) just isn't enough and when I come home I want to be able to log into my computer and do stuff like email and chat (or, more importantly, come up with a good running mix on my itunes because yes, we are going to get in shape in 2010 and go BACK TO THE GYM).

Is it wrong of me that when the technician answered he didn't have an Indian accent but an East European one? I thought but oh how good can your company for computer repairs be if you don't have an Indian answering the phone. Which I recognize is mildly (severely?) biased. But anyway. When I took Principles of Applied Econometrics, it was me in the class along with 10 actual smart Indians (the "real Indians"???) and the rest were all Bulgarian, Romanian and from other Eastern European countries. OH, and China. How could I forget.

Anyway, I trusted them and several $$$ later my wallet is lighter and my computer is fixed. Which is why you have been blessed with this blog entry.

How has the week been, you wonder? Well, let's say that I saw the sunrise come up while at work again, and it was not fine. I stumbled home feeling unshaven and dirty at 715am while the city came to life. I briefly, briefly (a momentito if you will) contemplated going to the gym because I was high on life (meaning I wasn't dead to the world given the time) but abandoned that thought sensibly in favor of my bed. Which is what I am going to do now.