Or hunt the bastards down and slay them as they beggar mercy.
Fortuna has been busy, friends, which is why I'm blogging from a temporary AOL account from my laptop. After taking an ass-fucking from AOL for the privilege.
The Wheel dictated that I have, not just a modem issue, but that damnable winsock issue. So I broke down and dropped the $200 for the 2000 Pro upgrade, only to find, after 1.5 hours of installation, that she would na work. After 2.5 hours on the phone with Microsoft, I can actually open Windows, but all my programs, including Turbo Tax (say 4/15. Thank you) must be reloaded. Fucked, I am. Even Microsoft told me they fucked me.
Then I tried to reload my modem through Comcast. No go. I STILL need the personal touch, the local call. Although the techie told me she could have fixed the winsock error for free if I'd gotten her the day before. I told her to screw herself.
After 29 minutes of sharing my personal info AOL allowed me to speak to you.
My new Dell will be here in a week, and yet, I feel the urge to hurt, to damage. Well, there's always my pud. HE won't notice the difference.