Where the hell is the software?!
I had set aside a bunch of software to bring to Atlanta - the install CDs for Office 2000 and Picture It - so we could install it on John's computer (Abby, if you want the new Picture It, you're welcome to it - don't know if I said that already). It's GONE. It had been sitting either on my bed or on my nightstand...it's probably been gone for days, I haven't thought about it. But now I don't have a fucking clue where it is. It shouldn't have left my room. If my mother came in here and took it, I will fucking launch her into orbit.
On a completely different note, while looking around, I saw something under my bed - and it turned out to be a half-used box of tissues and a pair of John's socks, neatly rolled. I found this highly amusing. John, I have your socks - I'll bring them when I come down. (Just kidding...I'm really going to hold them hostage until you pay for my surgery - bwahaha.)
I had set aside a bunch of software to bring to Atlanta - the install CDs for Office 2000 and Picture It - so we could install it on John's computer (Abby, if you want the new Picture It, you're welcome to it - don't know if I said that already). It's GONE. It had been sitting either on my bed or on my nightstand...it's probably been gone for days, I haven't thought about it. But now I don't have a fucking clue where it is. It shouldn't have left my room. If my mother came in here and took it, I will fucking launch her into orbit.
On a completely different note, while looking around, I saw something under my bed - and it turned out to be a half-used box of tissues and a pair of John's socks, neatly rolled. I found this highly amusing. John, I have your socks - I'll bring them when I come down. (Just kidding...I'm really going to hold them hostage until you pay for my surgery - bwahaha.)
