(no, I have not gone completely crazy).
It’s 11:30 and I’m not asleep. The alarm went off today at 5:30 am and I’ve been on the go ever since (well, it all winds down when I get home from work, but still, it sucks). The other night I was up until 3 in the morning working on the laptop.
I’m not opposed to sleep, of course. Most of you know how deeply I love to sleep, to rest, to nap. I can promise you that even if I’m wide awake now, by lunch time tomorrow I will be full of regret about having been up late. Sadly, my brain won’t shut up (!!), so here I am.
My love/hate relationship with Open Office has ended with the needle pointing to “DEEPLY HATE”. In the middle of my late night festival o’ reading stuff I’d written, OO simply decided to stop saving. So really, that’s why I was up so late, trying to find an answer as to what to do about that and finally giving up and moving everything (back) to iWork. (Steve Jobs, you win. I’ll buy the full version this weekend and I’ll probably download some more stuff from iTunes, too…must…buy…Feist…CD).
At one point, I got so frustrated I made new folders titled “Open Office can bite my ass” and something akin to “I hate this computer with a fiery hot passion,” except it cut me off in the middle of “fiery”. I must say, the most interesting thing about that word “fiery” is how “fire” is usually spelled “F-I-R-E” until you make it an adjective (adverb? proverb? amateurverb? one of those) and all of a sudden the spelling changes. I guess “firey” is just too cute to be very effective.