You know the worst part of the whole laptop situation?

I mean, in a way that makes me wince when I think about it?

A few weeks ago, back before the laptop stopped working, I was saying I really wanted a new one, even though I had one that worked just fine, just because I wanted a shiny new toy and new computers are my favorite toys to play with.

And the way it's looking, considering HP has yet to contact me even thought I've left them messages and they said they'd send the laptop back to me after three days, when I do end up getting my claim from FedEx (and I will, goddamn it) it's just going to go directly into a new laptop.

Heh. And also ... *wince*

Accomplishing something ...

Part one of the Pulse recap.

Part two to come sometime later today, after I've finally cleaned my damn apartment.

EDIT: Also, Blogathon! Sponsor me! I'm going to be annoying you all tomorrow anyway, right? ;)

Why do I rent such a huge damn apartment?

Okay, this is mostly so that I can check off the rooms in the apartment as I clean them, and I'm putting the list here so that if I slack off, over a thousand people can slap me upside the head and say, "Clean the bathroom, dumbass!" Heh.

Rooms to clean:

Living room
Main Bedroom
Spare bedroom
Kitchen
Bathroom
Office
Foyer
Stairs/First-floor landing

No, seriously, why do I rent an apartment this big again? My parents' house has this many rooms, for Pete's sake. *headdesk*

Okay, fine, I'll be the dumbass.

So I got a call back from the HP rep.

The good news -- My laptop does not have a cracked LCD. My laptop has a temp sending out email updates for it who accidentally sent me an update telling me that I had a cracked LCD when what I really have is spill damage.

The bad news -- SPILL DAMAGE? ARGH. *headdesk* (On the other hand, I can't remember ever spilling anything on it or near it. I've nearly spilled stuff on it, but somehow I don't think a few drops really count. *hands in air*)

So they're sending it back without repairing it because it costs about seven hundred bucks just like a cracked monitor would, and I'll just work around it until I can afford to buy a new computer, which should be the day after NEVER EVER EVER at this rate.

Le sigh.

Three things

1. The downside of cleaning the apartment one room at a time is that a lot of extra stuff I have yet to assign to a cleaned place end up in my office since I always do that last, and by the time I get to it it is SCARY cluttered. TERRIFYING. I kind of want to cry just looking at it.

2. Another downside of cleaning the apartment like this -- I forget to eat. I haven't eaten since ... um, yesterday, I think. Oops?

3. I am really seriously close to going down to the Burger King I used to work at and getting a part-time job there. They know me, they'd work around my schedule, and I'd be a thirty-year-old woman working in fast food ARGH NO, NO, NO. *headdesk*

I can't begin to describe how much I hate my life right now.

EDIT: On the other hand, The Two Coreys makes me mad with GLEE.

I'm not yet done with the kitchen ...

... but I've started cleaning the office anyway.

I feel like I should mention that I've now got an entire shelf of partly-used notebooks and I'm up to my third full cup of pens, not counting the pack of one hundred colored gel pens that I got for Christmas and from which have rarely removed pens.

In other words, no wonder our OfficeMax went out of business, as I apparently bought up all their stock. Heh.

Four bags of garbage later ...

... I have achieved a clean apartment as long as you ignore the dirty dishes still soaking in the sink, which I plan to until tomorrow morning.

*twirls*

And now I go to sleep, because God knows I'm not going to get any tomorrow. :)