Upstairs, that's where. My BIL moved the laptop upstairs a few weeks ago and hasn't moved it back. He originally did it because it began acting flaky and dumping us continually in the living room and in one bedroom (but not upstairs or in the kitchen - how screwy is that? And it's all dial up!). He's never brought it back down again - I think he likes the convenience. And since it's not my computer I feel a bit odd about asking him to bring it back down. So now I'm pretty much relegated to the public library (which closes at 8:00 p.m. four nights a week and at 5:00 the other two - closed Sundays) or my other sister's house. If you don't hear from me very often, that would be why.
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And it's a week late, but I still wanted to say Happy Birthday to
adonnchaid. I've become convinced that if she can't fix it or find a way to, it probably can't be fixed (and perhaps shouldn't be *g*). Have a wonderful year!
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And it's a week late, but I still wanted to say Happy Birthday to