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Thursday, Nov. 15, 2007 - 12:00 a.m.

Here's how I woke up yesterday.

The landlord buzzed me around nine yesterday morning. "One of the cars who park under here hit the big pipe and it broken now and there's shit all over the garage! Don't come down here and don't use the toilet til I say safe! I will buzz!"

At half past ten, though, everything had been fixed and cleaned, so I was able to use the facilities.

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The day seemed to drag until John came home and we were able to go to the Apple Store -- then things picked up.

The Apple Store nearest where I live is spacious and beautifully lit, with lots of nice products out on white tables, just waiting to be dithered with.

Staff members are nearly invisible, unless you look for them. I walked up to someone, caught a glimpse of his badge, and said "My Powerbook G4 needs a new cord. Where are they, please?" and the guy pointed and said "See that guy over there using his cell phone? The one in the sweater? They're on that shelf he's standing in front of." I found my product, and astonishingly, another staff person used a portable gadget to ring me up while I was standing in the center of the store, and emailed me my receipt.

The word "painless" was never more appropriately applied.

As for the computer issue itself, YES, it was just the power cord, and not the actual computer.

As I said yesterday, which John repeated to the staff there -- "Any time you can fix a Powerbook for under a hundred dollars is a good day."

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Then we went to Kaiser to pick up John's prescription. His allergies have been tormenting him more than usual, so he emailed his regular physician and she issued him some super duper asskicking allergy medicine that we hope will work.

Again, a painless process.

Well, except for when he left the parking receipt swipe card in the machine and had to go back and get it.

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Over all, yesterday was okay, considering how bad it could have been.

I have a functioning computer, and any minute now, John will have a functioning nose.

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That's it! Have a good Thursday -- and happy Steve Irwin Day. Go celebrate by wearing head-to-toe khaki and / or being good to any animals within your influence.

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