My laptop, which was a gift from a great friend, went haywire on me on Wednesday. After spending some time trying to fix things, I began asking for help for someone to look at it. since the great folks at Westwind Computing shut down a couple years ago. Long story blah blah the laptop's hard drive is dying and needs replacing.

I'm trying very hard not to have hysterics but it's $300 I don't have and don't know how to get. Yeah, its' my "stimulus check". I'm really counting on that to show up soon.

Then here is the text of an email I just got:

"I was just reading a review you wrote on Jonathan Lethem's The Fortress of Solitude, and I noticed in your review you refer to Dylan's father as Alexander Ebdus, even though his name is Abraham. Your review hardly brings any real light to the story, it feels as if the 2 days you spent reading it were actually spent skimming the book and maybe reading a synopsis of the book online."

I am SO FUCKING fed UP with this month already. Separate from this is a major uptick in back pain and not getting enough sleep for the last 4 days.

I SO HOPE you are having a better month.