wishing i was computer savvy

my computer is having problems. it’s been running reaaaaaaaally slow lately and i’m being bombarded by internet explorer popups (even though i don’t use internet explorer), so i called tech support at my local internet provider. they were absolutely no help. then a friend linked into my computer via vnc (such a great program!) cleaned up a bunch of things and told me a third spyware program to download. my computer’s running faster, but when i got home this morning i had about 30 popups. you would think that three spyware programs would take care of them.
that’s not all…for some reason, my operating system won’t boot up unless the cd is in the drive. that’s obviously not normal. i discussed it with joe’s sister’s fiance this morning and we came to the conclusion that it will have to be reformatted. now i must burn everything i want to save to cds. that is going to be a pain. it’ll probably be worth it in the long run, but for now i’m getting a headache just thinking about it.

advice needed

julius claws at the carpet. now aj is scratching at the walls. he’s torn off some of the paint on my door. does anyone know how i can get my poor, clueless kitties to STOP THE INCESSENT SCRATCHING?? as i write this i’m listening to aj jump and run his claws down the wall. i’m about to go completely insane.

government at its best

today i went grocery shopping. the cashier asked to see my license after i gave her my check, then asked me when it expires. “in march 2005,” i say. “that was two months ago,” she says.crap. i’ve been driving with an expired license for two months.

that’s when i start to flip out.

i went home, got my lease and drove over to the friendly dmv office. after waiting for about 10 minutes i finally get up to the first employee and give her my lease and tennessee license. “i need to get a new license,” i say.

dmv lady: i need a certified copy of your birth certificate
me: a certified copy?
dmv lady: yes
me: where do i get that?
dmv lady: where were you born?
me: baltimore, maryland
dmv lady: then you’ll have to call baltimore and have them send you one
me: well i really need a license today. can i show you my social security card?
dmv lady: no
me: my copy of my birth certificate?
dmv lady: no

apparently my birth certificate isn’t enough proof that i was, in fact, born in the united states. after spending about an hour trying to get a hold of someone at the dmv (they never answer their phones) i called the state office and was told that my copy of my birth certificate will work, as long as it’s the original and has the seal on it. that’s all they had to tell me in the first place.

life’s inconveniences

my neighbor hit my car today. at least she knocked on my door to tell me. she ran into it backing out of her space, scratching the back end from the bumper to the rear tire quite a bit. it could be a lot worse and i’m glad it wasn’t dented. it’s just a hassle now to deal with the insurance company, then take it to the body shop where i’ll probably have to leave it for a week and somehow find a car since i have to drive for work. sigh. the inconveniences of life.

a night at the movies

which of these does not belong in a movie theater:
a) seats
b) patrons
c) employees
d) a stroller

for most sane people, the correct answer would be d. so when joe and i walked into our theater saturday night and saw a stroller by the last row, our hearts sank. the stroller contained a baby. the baby was screaming at the top of its lungs.

the baby’s parents came in. maybe they would leave. no, they brought their two-year-old. so we watched the ring two complete with the screams and cries of an infant and a two-year-old. joe went out to complain and was told the couple couldn’t be kicked out for that. i beg to differ. one of the employees came in and talked to them, and i think they knew we had complained because they came and sat right behind us. we’re still wondering what kind of a parent brings infants and toddlers to the movies anyway.

three strikes

well, for the third time my air has gone out. i’m really not understanding why it’s taking so many trips to fix it. doesn’t it make sense to fix it the first time around? maybe even the second time. i’m getting sick of calling the landlord and repairman, and i’m sure they’re getting sick of hearing from me. but it’s getting toward summer now, and right now it’s 62 degrees outside and about 78 degrees in my house. thank goodness i’m finding refuge at joe’s this weekend. he sure lets the air conditioning blow!