Slings and Arrow of Outrageous Fortune and Stuff
July 8, 2008 · Print This Article
It’s so true, what they say– and by “they” I mean people such as myself who employ hackneyed phrases when they are too beaten down by the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune (see?) to find more eloquent words to express a thought– it never rains but it pours. You know, like all that water pouring from a broken hose in our washing machine and pooling under our kitchen floor, ruining the floor and collapsing the ceiling below it, fortunately not maiming or injuring anybody but still really, REALLY sucking nonetheless? Because of course we needed to pay for a new washing machine? And a new floor? And a new ceiling? And then there’s that mildewy smell, which YUCK?
And did I mention that our air conditioning fritzed out recently and needed repair? And that my 24′ iMac’s hard drive just FREAKED THE HELL OUT THIS WEEKEND WITH NO WARNING WHATSOEVER I SWEAR TO ALL THAT IS HOLY and totally needs to be replaced and I may not have backed up recently or– perhaps!– at all, ever?! Well, that happened, too!
Right?! RIGHT?! I’m SAYING.
On the other hand, they also say that into each life some rain must fall and that every cloud has a silver lining. And by “they” I mean stupidly optimistic people who’s lives are obviously NOT a perfect graveyard of buried hopes because they spent all the extra money they had set aside for a sweet new iPhone G3– and then some– on stupid new appliances and home repairs, and may have– perhaps!– lost their entire hard drive (on which several future episodes of TechnoGeekery may have resided) because they were– perhaps!– waiting for the 1 terabyte external hard drives to go on SALE! PERHAPS!
*deep breath*
So… yeah. And how was YOUR Fourth of July?
Okay, your Fourth just summed up the first part of my year. Seriously. Check it out –
We’ve been hit.
Burning Cell Phone (This is not my year for tech gadgets)
As for my Fourth – summed up as child with massive ear infection/fever, allergic reaction to medication and just when he is getting better, I have to go back to work.
Otherwise, it went well with the family visiting and such, but as you can see – life hasn’t been very “lucky” lately, although I will continue to count my blessings that we are all okay and haven’t had any very serious health issues, and we weren’t flooded out like the rest of my area. So really, life is good, I guess.
So sorry my not-so-great luck has headed your direction, too.
Cat. I am SO sorry. Like foreals. I am wondering if I suck it up and once again face my fear of heights to celebrate my very best friend named Chassy’s upcoming birthday, would that cheer you up? Do you feel like flying? Virtual hugs.
Does MAc make a washing machine yet? And I am thinking that it must suck that you are going to be sitting in a Laundrymat, washing your dirty clothes from fixing the floor and cieling, with no computer or G3 I phone to keep you busy while you wait for the machines to buzz.
Sorry for your misfortunes, yo. That is quite a string of bad luck. I’d say that things HAVE to get better… but we both know that’s just asking for trouble. So instead, I’ll just commend your ability to keep your sense of humor in the midst of the trauma. Chin up!