Instead, I'm trying to work out why my fucking desktop has died in a new and interesting never-before-seen fashion.
When (not if) the cheques from WW finally arrive, I'm getting something new. An iMac or something. I've fucking had it with coming home to just do my job again.
EDIT: And on tonight's edition of "What's fucked with your desktop?" it looks like I've got a dead case fan. I might be able to scare something up tomorrow. Damnit, my laptop's already falling apart and I can't find my BlueTooth keyboard to save it some wear and tear.