Faceplanting in it
After a couple of depressing-ass posts, now it's time to laugh at moon_brain. Or smuggle me to Belgium.
Moon_dad loves problems. Loves them. It's one of the reasons he's forever redesigning our wireless system and upgrading our laptops (whether we want it or not). Last night we're all upgrading to N wireless (whatever that means) by way of disks and rebooting and various pokes through this and that files.
Well, ok let's just say that there was an unexpected intersection between moon_dad and some not-at-all cryptically labeled files on my computer. Clearly labeled. Frighteningly accurate paragons of informative file names.
*sigh*
*sets fire to self*
Moon_dad loves problems. Loves them. It's one of the reasons he's forever redesigning our wireless system and upgrading our laptops (whether we want it or not). Last night we're all upgrading to N wireless (whatever that means) by way of disks and rebooting and various pokes through this and that files.
Well, ok let's just say that there was an unexpected intersection between moon_dad and some not-at-all cryptically labeled files on my computer. Clearly labeled. Frighteningly accurate paragons of informative file names.
*sigh*
*sets fire to self*