Fuckin' A. I guess no one wants me to update my journal.. certainly not my husband or child. First, After writing up entries on my move here, my computer started going wacky. David had to reinstall Windows, and didn't bother backing anything up before hand.. at least nothing on my E drive, which had some of my most important stuff on it (which is why it was created in the first place- so that reinstalling Windows could be done without damaging other parts of the hard drive). Anyway, so all of those entries (among other things, like certain pics of Lauren, and important downloads) are gone. I just spent nearly 2 hours typing up new entries when Lauren walked right up to my tower and shut off the computer. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!! So David calls up from the basement asking what's wrong. I tell him what Lauren did, and he said "well, that's why you can't let her near your computer". No shit, asshole. Then he tells me not to get pissed at him- he didn't do anything. Uh, then keep your damn trap shut.

Well, maybe I'll bother typing it all out again, and maybe I'll be the one to fuck it up somehow.