It definitely isn’t a summer holiday from Australia when you realise that all the things that could go wrong in a holiday can go wrong. When I mean go wrong anyway, I usually mean that all the money I saved up for the things I want to do or buy end up being spent on something I need to do which no one ever normally does.
Unofficially, Sarah (my laptop) has an LCD problem. For some reason, the screen has taken a slight pinkish hue that cannot be corrected via colour tweaking. On checking up on the net, I found out the LCD backlight probably is starting to wear out. Which means I have to have it replaced. Which means I have to fork out money. Which means I would have no more money.
The irony of this situation is that it happens every holiday. Whenever I saved up for spend a little time for myself, I end up in a position whereby something goes inexplicably wrong and I have to fix it with the money I would rather spend on myself. Two years ago it was the hard disk. Last year was the AC adaptor. This year, it is the LCD screen. Life just never fails to stop poking me with the proverbial finger and it’s really getting too old too fast.
I suppose when it goes back to my new philosophy on things, it’s best not to care that bad things happen to you and start dealing with shit as fast as it’s thrown at you. In my case, it isn’t as much as salvaging what’s left of the money I have, but to see how I can get more money with what I know…which amounts to doing many many oddball jobs again for spare change.
So if you would like to change your blog to WordPress and you wouldn’t mind paying for the services of an extremely friendly, nice (and on many occassions, cute and cuddly) tech support to help you deal with what you’re unfamiliar with. Please…don’t hesitate to talk to me. We’ll see what we can work out and I’m very sure it’ll be worth your time.
Thankfully though I don’t feel alone in this spirit of an expensive and dead broke holiday. At least there is some company in this which raises my spirits a bit. Though it does sound extremely bad that you’re somewhat glad your girlfriend is having some monetary problems with her holidays too. Not like that makes a difference seeing that she amuses herself from my own plight.
It’s an odd balance what works and knowing at the end of it, we’ll both come through this absolutely fine. How long though this eccentric relationship will keep working…well…that’s just another beer on the porch now isn’t it?