Damn you, Computer Gods

So, I'm here at midnight doing homework. And I'm done and *poof* I go to print and... *wham* No black ink. But the ink cartridge is darn near brand new. It says it's only half empty.... It's HOW MUCH to replace?!?! JEESE!!!

So, I try a few things, cleaning the nozzle and such, and, suddenly it stops working all together. Apparently it and my computer are no longer communicating.

So, I reboot.

And...

I GET THE BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH.

I NEVER get the blue screen of death on this computer.

And now I have a sore throat. I think I may be coming down with a cold to boot.

Luckily I emailed my homework to myself at work so I can print it there.

Off to run a virus scan... keep your fingers crossed.

Good news

No viruses. And my printer and computer are talking again, just not printing in black ink, which we can deal with for the time being, but having to buy more black ink will put a damper on buying a memory card for my camera any time soon.

Going to bed now. Have to get up soon. Big day tomorrow - my performance review where I get to justify why I should receive a 2% "merit" increase (no cost of living increase this year, friends - the cost of living hasn't gone up. Apparently the 3% COLAs we've been charging on the contracts aren't actually Cost of Living increases, they're Soda Pop increases) and a bonus of 4% of two of my pro-rated 4 days of working salary, 25% of which I won't get because the company hasn't met its financial targets. (For the mathimatically impared, that's 75% of 4% of 2/4 with a 5 in there for good measure somewhere.) But I'm not bitter.

*yawn*

Night all.

It's here!

It's here it's here it's here it's here.

Woohoo!

Lustful, huh...

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!


You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.



Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test