I’ve been offline most of the day because this brand new Dell piece of shit decided to hiccup… again.

Then Vista thought it would be ever so lovely if we upgraded to Service Pack 1, after which I lost internet access and very nearly my mind. Luckily I shut everything down right before giving into the urge to take a baseball bat to the whole works.

On the plus side, every single shirt Arthur owns is now pressed to within an inch of losing its stitching. Ironing can be a cleansing exercise if you chant ‘Vista must die’ between squirts of spray starch.