Something happened that I'm not quite sure about. I stopped talking to Orna and Danny months ago when Orna didn't fullfill her part of the barain we made, and that was just fine. A couple of weeks ago Danny helped with a parked car problem. Then again when Harley self amputated his lwg (wheel). When Yefim showed up with Harley Too, he was at the front window and asked if I could help with a computer problem their kids were having. I said I'd try, but not being any kind of expert, not to expect too much. Orna came over later and asked id I could come around 18:00. I was waiting for the vet and said I'd come after he left, and so it was. The good part was that it just was as if nothing ever happened. No rehash of the past. Oh, yeah, not to forget that she(Orna) tried to help capture the escaped Pegasus in the rain. I tried to explain to her that fixing/repairing their compter is an exercise in futility if her kids aren't careful with downloads, IMs and don't use good anti virus software and a firewall. Orna knows absolutely nothing about computers....to the extent that she thought Netonesh could solve the problem, which is obviously multiple major virus, spyware and trojan horse infestations. They'll have to get a good geek in to sort it. Actually, they'd be well advised to get a good geek to move in with them! There is absolutely no sense in getting it sorted, only to get reinfected because the kids can't be bothered to maintain it.
I got Ragamuffin's meds, the local papers, a plant, and two twisty things for the feng shui thing I'm trying to get finished here. Just a few more things to go and Gimp House will be all feng shuied. I got the major things done pretty much by accident.
Ragamuffin is feeling much better today. She made the whole 'walkies' just fine. Poor little bubba, but at least she's better. I might have to change their food. Peg is scarfing down her share and getting fat. She's skin and bones, but friskier. I'll sort it later today. Right now I have a fly to chase a fly out of here, or kill it. Meanwhile, It's time for lunch and a rest. My knees are not happy campers.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
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