Me: Oh, hey, Computer Problem.
CP: Aaaavery! How's it hangin'?
Me: Uh, yeah. So anywho, I've been thinking--
CP: Uh-oh. Hope you didn't hurt yourself.
Me: Funny. So, as I was saying--
CP: Got any beer?
CP: No Bud? No brewsky? No 40 dog Schlitz Malt Liquor?
CP: How am I gonna get my drink on?
Me: I don't know. Maybe you should consider crashing with an alcoholic.
CP: Nah. They never share their booze.
Me: Focus. Please. I think I have an answer to all of our problems.
CP: Will it help me get my drink on?
Me: Quite possibly.
CP: I'm listening.
Me: Okay, so you know I hate your guts, right?
CP: You've mentioned it. Only a billion times.
Me: Right. Sorry.
CP: Embroidered it on the couch pillows.
Me: Overkill, I admit.
CP: I have to sleep on those, you know!
Me: Right. Again, sorry. But what if you didn't have to sleep on them anymore? What if I gave you a big wad of cash and called you a cab that would take you anywhere you wanted? Maybe a liquor store. Sky's the limit. How would that work for you?
CP: I don't know. How big we talkin'?
Me: Three hundred bucks. And I'll let you keep the silverware.
CP: I was, uh, gonna polish it for you later. Yeah.
Me: Whatever. Do we have a deal?
CP: I don't know. This is a pretty sweet set-up you got here.
Me: I'll throw in some porn.
CP: Deal! Where's the money?
Me: Here, but I have to throw it at you.
Me: I don't know. That's just how these things work.
So, yes, my computer is fixed. Thanks to everyone who offered suggestions. In the end, it was the memory. I added a few more gigs, and whatdaya know! Problem solved.
Hope you've all been well. I've been a little preoccupied with this. (Hence the post about weather. Better than one filled with nothing but expletives and tears, I suppose.)
To add injury to insult, I've been nursing my husband back to health after his MAJOR EMERGENCY SURGERY.
He had a tooth extracted, but the way he's carrying on...
I hope to be back in the swing of things soon. Fingers crossed!