When one thing goes awry, everything goes awry.
At least that’s how it feels today. It’s seven-something Monday evening and technology does not want to cooperate.
Excuse me, it’s almost deadline day. Work with me.
I cannot accurately describe what I would like to do to this old and worn out MacBook, but patting the computer next to the keypad and coaxing her (yes, my laptop is a her ... and appropriately named Cordelia) is a huge fail. Actually, it’s showing me just how temperamental she has become.
Of course, she’s old. In computer years, she is six, which has to translate to at least 108 in...
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