I've had a laptop for 12 hours now. And when I get home it will have been for 23 hours, and at that point it's going in a box with an RMA and being taken to the post office to be shipped back.
The keyboard is entirely unworkable, and considering I got it for the ability to do word-processing and coding, that's pretty much rendered it mostly useless for those functions. So, sadly, I must bid it goodbye.
On the upside, I found a much nicer, more substantial laptop for only $70 more, AND it's at my favorite Mecca of geekery in the whole word, Microcenter. So hopefully I'll get the return $$ soon and that price holds up so I can go test drive one and see if I like it. In the meantime, I dunno what else I'm going to do, maybe just sit there at the desktop like I always have.
Because of this I am now yet another day behind in the NaNoWriMo challenge. And also, this disappointment came on the heels of learning that I am pretty much failing the database class because I don't grok what the hell they're talking about when it comes to setting a database ~up~. That coupled with discovering this morning that I weight the most I ever have in my existance and I am pretty much ready to call it quits for the day.
By the way, Hiro's spirit walk? What the hell. Show him the villains... and he basically sees images of the Petrelli family and Claire's Mom. So from this I gather that the Petrellis are the root of all evil and he needs to kill them now. Sweet. Because every time we ~don't~ let a Petrelli die, the fate of the world gets a lot more dire.
I'm in a bad mood, I'm depressed, and it's making my back hurt in that weird way it only can when I feel completely bereft of initiative. I think I will dance when my candy shipment shows up (hoping it does today) and then I may go take a bubble bath. After that... literary genius. Or at least an attempt to catch up in NaNoWriMo. And somewhere in there I will make enchiladas. It's hard to hate life when you have enchiladas. I dare anyone to try.