I knew it wasn't my fault

My computer is cured! Apparently the problem was the memory, which is technically hardware and thus covered by the guarantee, so I won't have to pay for the surgery:) Because it's impossible to transport the 'puter by bike and I don't want to do the bus + walking a long way thing again, I have to wait until Saturday to pick it up. Then I'll have a car and driver, aka my mom:)

More good news: I have a new lunchbox: ooooh, shiny!

With all the happy, you'd think I was in an awesome mood. I'm not. But I can't explain what's bugging me. Not because I'm trying to hide the fact that I'm a spoiled and grumpy bitch, but I'd have to mention names to make my point and even though I'm totally anti-social and people-hating, I am also quite civilised and polite, unlike some inconsiderate ignorant people I know. Damn courtesy.