And, oh look, another 11 calls. How thoughtful. 

 

So went back to job #1 and saw what she was talking about. Why wasn't it there yesterday? Huh? HUH? So, fine, got rid of that.

 

Back to the hotel again. I just rebooted the machine and it was fine. Protip: reboot things before calling computer repair people.

 

Then over to see Lou, who apparently solved his problem and didn't bother to call and tell me. There was a story about that, right, a boy crying wolf?

 

So I came home to eat lunch. Then began the afternoon.

 

My 1:00 didn't tell me there were three machines I needed to look at, so thanks. Cleanouts of various kinds, so I was able to switch between them as scans were run, it would have been nice to know there were three before hand though. But I did get them done in a timely manner, and was only a few minutes late to the next one.  

 

They were people I've known quite a while, they had bought a new computer in January (without consulting me) and they were infected, of course. No teeth on that one at all, so that was pretty easy.

 

Then to a strange one at 5:00, mail was coming in, but he couldn't read it. It was blank. Never heard of that before. Probably something in the HTML rendering system of IE messed up. I changed him over to Thunderbird, and everything was swell!

 

The majority of the 11 just had questions, so that was good. I do now have three booked for Saturday. I'll probably get over to the mortgage place tomorrow after the prison place as my plans have changed slightly.

 

Sadly, my grandmother got worse in the hospital, perhaps due to a deteriorating condition or perhaps as a symptom of her dementia. In either case she doesn't recognize her own daughter and is asleep most of the time so I won't be going over there tomorrow. Life is strange. On the one hand, we have this, the worst thing to be going through, and on the other, we have something really great happening! 

 

I didn't want to reveil it here until I had spoken in person to my mother, but I won't see her tomorrow, as she'll be watching over her mother. You've probably already guessed, what else could it be. Yes, baby Robert has a date tomorrow, with an actual girl! I know what some of you are thinking, the man's thirty three years old, for pete's sake, what's he been waiting for?

 

Perhaps tomorrow I shall find my answer, and it'll be a cute little Asian girl with blue hair that likes costuming and transformers. Wish me success, okay? Because the luck check has already been thrown.