The temperamental nature of the iMac made working with Journal Home impossible. Pages took forever to load, blipped and lost entries, could barely read my friends' pages, you know. The whole process became a major pain in the ass.

Fortunately for me, I have John. He was going to pass his laptop on to me when he got a newer one to start his classes with, but it started to act wonky and he didn't want to give it to me if it was having problems (which I appreciate). So he replaced his laptop and gave me his desktop instead. It's a Dell (a regular PC - ::happy dance happy dance::), about four years old but hasn't been used much in the last two years because John was using his laptop, and works like a dream. He wiped it, reformatted it and, as if I didn't already know he was the sweetest guy in the world, he installed an antivirus program and an assload of games.

F.E.A.R and the entire Doom Series (including Final Doom and Ultimate Doom).

Doomy Doom Doom.

Yeah, baby!

Finally I can watch streaming media without having to stop and start, wait a seemingly interminable amount of time until it loads or having the system lock up on me from the effort. And I can use JH again.

Yes indeedy. Life can be good.

In other news...

Larry seems to be past his horrible period of pain, and the doctor reports that the kidney stone that was causing him all that misery has, in fact, passed. However, there is another one twice it's size currently sitting in his other kidney. A veritable time bomb of potential agony just...sitting there. He's going to have to have a Lithotripsy, which sends waves of sounds to break up the stone and make it easier to pass. He's had it done before so at least he knows what to expect. I hope they do it soon and get it out of there before it works it's way loose like the other one. I've never seen him in such pain. It really makes me feel helpless because I want to help him but there's nothing I can do except hover over him like a bumblebee when he's home or take him to the hospital - where I am less than useless to him. It's an awful feeling. He has his chucklehead moments but I love him madly and want to take care of him.

At least he's okay for now.

I think I'm going to go watch the Halloween remake. Or what I can see of it before I pass out. Kinda sleepy. John and I have plans to watch it tomorrow morning anyway but I just can't wait to see it again.

Three of the sweetest words ever thought, spoken or written; Unrated Director's Cut.

Have I mentioned that Rob Zombie is a worship-worthy freaking genius?