Ever since I got back from my Rocky Mountain trip it’s been one thing after another. To start off, I cried for 3 days straight after being forced to return home to New York because, you know, that’s where my job is, then cried some more when I had to go back to work. Well… not crying actually… more like wailing and screeching in agony.
After that, I got the new iPhone 4S and upgraded all my Apple goodies to iOS 5, so I had to spend some time learning and tinkering around with all the new changes that were made. I also had to take my mid-2010 MacBook Pro in because OS X Lion now causes it to freeze dead with the infamous beach ball of death almost every time I log in. I was able to get around that for a while by using automatic login, but the freezes still occurred even during normal use. Normally I’d say sod all and downgrade back to Snow Leopard, but I’ve gotten used to the changes now and also wanted to take advantage of using the new iCloud features.
So, I take it to the Apple Store. I leave it there overnight, and they call in the morning to say it’s ready. Except, they didn’t change a thing because they couldn’t duplicate the issue. So what do I do? I duplicate the issue, and they keep it overnight again. They call in the morning again and still haven’t done anything yet because they needed my password (which I gave them already, Lord help me.) So I try to call back, and literally, it takes me 7 hours to break through. SEVEN HOURS of attempted calls, that fail either because of a busy signal or a call waiting period that eventually leads to the fricking store HANGING UP on me. Finally I get through, they get the password, and keep it overnight one more time.
Next morning they call again and say it’s ready. They did a reinstall and… of course it’s still freezing on login. I show it to one tech, then show the issue to another tech at the Genius Bar (genius, LOL) who finally decides to have it sent to the repair center. Turnaround 3-5 days, which is where I’m at now. I’ve never been without my MacBook prior to this saga, so it feels like there’s an empty void in my life until I get it back again.
Also since my return, I find out I have glaucoma, this after being told that I didn’t have glaucoma, whereas before that I was told I did have glaucoma. Rage, despair, emptiness (while drowning my sorrows in pumpkin cheesecake) have ruled my existence since that awful news. So now, in a desperate attempt to avoid taking those eye drops that have the side effects of possibly giving me a unibrow and making me impotent, I’m scheduled to do laser surgery to help open up the pathways in my eyeballs in an attempt to help reduce the pressure. Will it work? Pppfft, remember who we’re talking about here.
Ok, so, that happened. And worse yet, the doctor who gives me the news does it while tutoring an intern who just finished her residency, an intern in fact who could easily have been Jessica Alba’s sister, only unbelievably hotter looking. Sporting granny glasses too. Oh my.
So, rather than take the opportunity to ask her out, I’m instead shell shocked by the news I’ll go blind unless I take eye drops for the rest of my %^&*ing life, unable to speak because I’m too busy trying to man up and keep myself from bawling my eyes out in front of this gorgeous looking girl.
Just to add insult to injury, my blog keeps going down at erratic times during the day. I get in touch with my host, who tells me in geekology how perfect their servers are and what an idiot I am. So… I’m tearing my hair out trying to figure out why suddenly my blog suddenly disappears like a ghost in Sixth Sense, and coming up with nothing. I’m so exasperated by this that another hosting service provider actually felt sorry for me and offered me one month free hosting on their servers to troubleshoot things. In the meantime I need to find a more permanent host that, unlike the British dweeb nozzles I was hosting with before, might actually know a thing or two about WordPress.
Ok, so, that happened too. Yep, it’s definitely good to be back.
On the upside, I do have an upcoming trip planned for Los Angeles next week to BlogWorld LA, all expenses paid thanks to being sponsored again by Murphy USA, and incredibly enough, I have plans to meet two very beautiful women for either pastries or dinner. Yaaaay!
Wait did I say two women? I meant one, as one already flaked out on me. Wait, did I say one? I meant I have no plans to meet anyone. Ah well, at least I’ll see Grahman’s Theater, and the Hollywood sign. That’s something, right? You know, assuming I don’t get hit by a train, or my airplane doesn’t land in the middle of the Pacific Ocean that is.
Yep, I’m just full of optimism these days. I never should have left Colorado.