Things that make me sigh

They mended the fence again.

The maintenance guy finally showed up to look at my dishwasher -- at 9 this morning, before I was dressed. I asked him to come back in an hour, but he didn't. So I still have two inches of dirty water in the bottom of the non-working dishwasher, where it's been for nearly two weeks.

Every time I plug the work laptop into the living-room power strip, the plug comes loose from the wall outlet, knocking me off the internet.

Right now, I'm not sure why -- apart from inertia -- I put up with this apartment at all. It wasn't new or fancy when I moved in in 1997, and the place hasn't exactly gone up in the world since then.

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In a way, I miss the days when each successive computer was several times faster than its predecessor of a few years earlier.

( Computer neepery )