Hey folks, I know it's been a long ass time since I've posted here. I've REALLY missed writing. I did have net access on Galaxy Tab, & to be fair, I LOVE that thing--for everything, that is except composing. My home pc was down about a year? I can't remember how long, but I finally managed to go to the hassle of hooking this thing back up in a VERY CONFINED, SPACIALLY CHALLENGED living area, I kid you not. I did get it together and running 3 or 4 months ago and recently a friend that is a PC geek did whatever geek magic was necessary to make this thing run as efficient and fast as before.
It's great to be able to type on a "real" pc again, as trying to copy and paste on a touch screen tablet even after attentive use hrs and hrs last 18 months to say the least is frustrating at best and impossible at worst. That said, glad to be on the real one---only complaints I have last 2 years about my life is aside from work 5 nights a week, I've had no motivation to do fuck all--that and finances are scarce do to these damn wage garnishment last 2 years---that I fully admit is my fault for just not having the motivation to fill out and justify with mounds of paperwork---to prove my poverty and how it has wrecked such havoc on my life.
If anyone reading this believes in some infinite energy, God, Allah, whatever the fuck you may or may not call It---I am desperate. Please pray or ask that I be freed from my apathetic resistance to get this crap dealt with. Gota bail for work. Peace out.
It's great to be able to type on a "real" pc again, as trying to copy and paste on a touch screen tablet even after attentive use hrs and hrs last 18 months to say the least is frustrating at best and impossible at worst. That said, glad to be on the real one---only complaints I have last 2 years about my life is aside from work 5 nights a week, I've had no motivation to do fuck all--that and finances are scarce do to these damn wage garnishment last 2 years---that I fully admit is my fault for just not having the motivation to fill out and justify with mounds of paperwork---to prove my poverty and how it has wrecked such havoc on my life.
If anyone reading this believes in some infinite energy, God, Allah, whatever the fuck you may or may not call It---I am desperate. Please pray or ask that I be freed from my apathetic resistance to get this crap dealt with. Gota bail for work. Peace out.
