oh so close to the edge

Posted on | October 16, 2003 |

Perhaps you can relate to my situation about an hour ago — you know you just saw it (it being something, anything) a minute ago, but now it is nowhere to be found. I find everything but what I’m looking for. My Perl/TK book, old bank statements, and even my soc. sec. card turn up; everything but the warranty for my laptop. I have a short, short fuse and am getting increasingly frustrated.

OK. I’m pissed. Usually by now, I would have spat out a slurry of bad, bad words, but I’m making my best effort to restrain myself. (Also, it’s absolutely unimaginable that I can’t find something amongst all the boxes, stacks of papers, and clothing laying around in my extra bedroom).

And, finally, underneath a basket on the second shelf of a nightstand jauntily placed amongst boxes in the extra bedroom, I found it — the yellow booklet.

Now to get my laptop fixed before it drives me off the edge. Again.

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