So. Had to download a new(er?) version of IE because the other day my main email decided it no longer liked Netscape. Have I mentioned that I despise IE? Have I mentioned that the incessant clicking sound it makes every time you ask it to do something makes me want to saw open my wrists with a Crayola marker? No? Funny, I could’ve sworn we’d discussed that.

Moving along. The reason I needed to get to my email, and thus was forced to upgrade my copy of the devil’s testicles, is eBay. I had to see if the person who’d bought my El Hazard tape had emailed me. Or if one of the mental gimps who’d won my mom’s auctions had gotten back to me. And of course, the really smart one, the one who can’t spell little words like “quick” and apparently can’t read either, has emailed me three times. Not in response to my last email, but to the one before last. Which he had already responded to four times. Twice I have given him the total, the accepted forms of payment, and the address to which to send it. TWICE. With clearly labeled subject lines. And do you know what he’s asking?

That’s right, boys and girls. For me to send him the total and the address.

I’m not sure what to set on fire first…my head, or his dick.