The good news: I finally got rid of my old apartment! Including the kitchen (well, minus the gas oven, but the janitor agreed to take it, and I don't care what he does with it as long as it's out of my sight), the carpets, and the rest. Yay! The new tenant is a woman in her sixties who'll be forced to move out of her old apartment due to renovations, and therefore didn't have much choice -- same landlord. Since she's not so terribly steady on her feet and did, in fact, stumble down the last steps of the staircase (but refused to go to see a doctor), my apartment which is on the second floor isn't the best possible solution. Ordinarily, I could go on about something like that for ages, but after all I went through with this apartment, I'm just mightily relieved that, for me, it's over. Case closed. Don't wanna think about it anymore, EVER. <big relieved sigh>

Less good news: I spent Saturday in bed due to another violent fit of migraine. I just got up for meals and for thumbing through my US-travel catalogues, plotting mabiana's and my vacation in California (Escapade 2003, here we come!) next February. I hardly slept more than perhaps two hours that night, too, pressing a cold facecloth against my temples and eyes. Gah.

Then, finally, the bad news: I'd just switched on my computer to learn that mabiana won't be able to come with me to the US next year, since it's too expensive. <sigh> Now I'm desperately searching for another fan willing to accompany me to Escapade (Feb. 21^st to 23^rd, 2002), to join me in discovering California by rented car for the next four days, to then join an organized bus traveling group (for 9 or 10 days, depending on the route). Darn. I wanted to book the flights and the rest this week. Now what?

Last, but not least: mamoru came over today to help me reformat my computer; we installed Windows XP. Problem: The CD ROM drives still behave erratically; one time they do recognize the CD, the next time they don't. Hmpf. Does that mean my computer's toast?!
I spent the last two hours playing around with Netscape; now, finally, I have all my profiles back. Phew. I'll face NERO tomorrow. If I still can't burn, I think I'll just dissolve into angry tears. Good thing I don't own an axe, or else this thing wouldn't be toast, but rather mincemeat.
Hey, on the other hand, I now can download episodes via FTP. Wow. A whole new experience. But, wait -- I learnt how to do that on Friday, via ME... who knows if/how it works now?!

Argh. Computers. You can't live without one, and with one, you slowly go insane.