I swear sometimes I just want to kill peter. I had a whole long ass journal entry and I get up to do something, and he has closed my window and he is on here working on his screenplay or checking his mail. It’s not like that there are two other computers in the warehouse that he can use.
**sigh** anyway, I sent them off to Bridges to Asia with some books. Bridges to Asia is this group that takes old textbooks and sends them off to Asia to be used in school over there. They should be out of my hair for a little while at least. Actually, I’m kinda jealous cause they get to drive down to the Embarcadero (Bridges to Asia is located at a warehouse at the pier) and enjoy the beautiful day that we are having. Meanwhile, I am stuck in the museum of old computer stuff trying to organize it. blah
A 40-something rediscovering life in California