June 18, 2002
Today is just a really bad day. There’s just no two ways about it.
It started on Friday with our internet system crashing. That meant no email to contact people I have to contact, no surfing the web for research and no uploading of all my new material.
On Monday, things got worse. The computer crashed making it virtually impossible to type up documents which meant articles with due dates are now on hold until I can figure out if I can salvage my computer or if I can find funds to purchase a new one.
And if that weren’t enough, the madness continued today with the above still not working but with the added bonus of the printer dying, the internet fixing man telling me he can’t do anything for a couple of days and a printing error in my business postcards that just arrived after a month of delay.
It’s days like this where my frustration is at it’s maximum and I can’t do much of anything except throw my body to the ground and flail my limbs around as I scream in a fit. Every thing’s going wrong when I especially need it to go right.
Despite all my efforts to keep up with the heavy workload technology is slowing me down and virtually stopping all efforts. The worst part is not knowing when I’ll be operational.
I literally do not know what to do in this case. All that I need to work on is wrapped up in all that’s broken. I never read about days like this in any writer’s manual. I think someone needs to add it.