Well hello.
Here we are again, again. It seems that I've gotten myself into a bit of a bind, and whether you call it the Beachball of Death or the Blue Screen of Doom, the operating system that is my life has completely crashed.
Now, I'm not computer savvy, and for anything worse than a sudden, inexplicable shutdown, I call in the big boys - literally, the IT dept. But when my computer fucks up, when it crashes for no apparent reason, when nothing else seems to get me where I need to go, I hit ctrl+alt+delete. And suddenly (well, 30 to 60 seconds later) I have a clean slate, a fresh new desktop, a second chance as often as I need it.
Well, this weekend my life fucked up, it crashed for a variety of reasons, and nothing else seems to be getting me where I need to go. So I am going to reboot my life.
Now don't worry, I'm not running off to the Qatar or anything so drastic. But I am going to give myself a swift reboot in the ass and see if I can't get to where it is I want to go.
Wanna come along?
Bring it on! At least you haven't resorted to my boss' solution (let's call it the Johnson Reboot), which involves yanking the power cord out of the wall...
ReplyDeleteOpportunities and adventures lie ahead my friend...now back to work, or to sleep!
Reboot, restart, refresh.
ReplyDeleteJack Shepherd might think there's no do-overs, but I disagree. That's why we have erasers, delete buttons and concealer, not to mention coffee and a hot shower.