All I want to do is cry or drink

My computer went tits up last week due to a worm or some such thing. Over twenty years of using a Mac and it’s the first time this has happened. The people at the Mac store on Old Seward were, as always, wonderful. Unfortunately, they couldn’t kill the worm or eliminate it. That meant they had to remove all my software, reinstall my hardware and then send me home to recreate my info and re-install my software. Given that I was using Microsoft Office for 2004, you can understand that I could even find the disks. So I’ve spent the past two days trying to bring my computer back to where we were last week. It’s been a long slog and I have frequently wondered when it was that I became so dependent on everything on this computer to the point where I couldn’t even get a court report done without it. As for those people who sent the worm around, the deepest, hottest pockets of hell are not hideous enough for the punishment I wish on them.