The computer is supposed to "get home" tomorrow morning. I've banged my head, at least figuratively, against the wall since the first week of January because of the limitations of our back-up computer. It's strange to think that a whirring box of circuitry has such a profound effect on my life. The back-up computer's floppy drive is dead and its CD drive doesn't work. (Yes, I know that boils down to the same thing; shoot me -- I was trying to be creative).
I can't say with any certainty if I'll be online more tomorrow or less. It's an interesting proposition. My head tells me to spend the day backing up my work in case something else goes wrong. My heart says to print out stuff I haven't been able to print. My gut assures me I'll do the right thing, whatever that is.
Head, heart, or gut? We shall see... ~~GHC