I am like unto a god. A god with horrid coffee-fur on his teeth, and a mild sinus headache. But a god, nonetheless.
I brought home my seven favorite computer-surgery programs and wrought software hell upon adware, malware and two (!) viruses in Othello’s computer. Much time was spent looking up processes on the other computer and then marking them for deletion. And the computer is clean.
I believe that this weekend I will take some time and a few dollars and build us a cheap-and-dirty network, which will make the workstations at home more multipurpose. I am pleased.
I also may be returning to my wake-up-early and write-before-work schedule. By the end of the day I am too frequently tapped out to make writing a realistic possiblity. Dunno. I’ll see, I imagine.