Ah … the joys of the unexpected! This morning my trusted and true computer, Bastet, didn’t want to open … she just revved her “motors” like a dragon and alas, that’s all she wrote. I’m now writing from a netbook I’m not very familiar with (Sekhmet’s ok — just had this one at hand) and a keyboard with sticky keys. To say it’s the pits is too bland.
Senryu
ringing bells at seven
two hours late posting
colorful metaphors
Kyoka
By dawn’s early light
What I’d proudly call bad luck
Struck me ‘twinxt’ the eyes
I shouted f*** then set up
An improvised work station
Shadorma
You twitter
Happy little bird
How joyous
Your sweet call …
But, you neither sow nor reap
Freedom is your song!
Bastet and Sekhmet's Library 
You are so *eloquent* when you’re p.o.’ed! This post is a great way to salvage a rough morning! I know you’re irritated and fed up … but … brava!
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thanks Jen … A good way tolet off a little steam-
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😉
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F***! Hope Bastet makes a full recovery.
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Seems that she will … putting in a new power source, and the fickle lady eventually did beep on when hubby tried to turn on the computer … sheesh!
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Some mornings you are better of staying in bed…but them i usually go, don’t I? Since I’m up most nights. (winks)
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Yes, your right … thought I had th problem solved, but unfortunately it re-presented itself thi morning … I think the computer is beyond resuscitation this time.
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You have my sympathy, Georgia!
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c’est la vie, n’est pas?
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