I'm back!

I'M BACK!

Sort of.

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If you recall, in my last blog post written way back when, I explained how I had technical problems comin' out of my wazoo.  Now I don't rightly know what a wazoo is, but I'm pretty sure that's from where my problems were comin'.

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So anyway...

So anyway, ALL MY PROBS can be traced back to ol' Peepers and her total lack of technical Internet knowledge and complete and utter computer incompetency but unfortunately, it is I, Seville the Cat, who is sufferin'.

I'd say I was sufferin' in silence but you know me, silent sufferin' is simply not in my nature.

Like I said before:

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The new computer is up and runnin' and I'm beginnin' to adjust to it, I guess.  Darn thing is awfully sensitive though.  I told it it was a piece of you-know-what-from-the-litterbox yesterday mornin' and as a result, it got all touchy and started cryin' and...

Wait a minute.  I don't think that's the kind of sensitivity I meant.

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Anyway, a cat drops a loose whisker on this here keyboard and the next thing you know, said cat has written multiple paragraphs of nonsensical nonsense.

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And I still haven't figured out how to copy and paste on account of there not bein' any right and left click thingies for my claws to grab hold of, and sometimes a kitty NEEDS to copy and paste the latest recipe for Cheddar and Nip crackers and such, you know?

Of course you do.

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And then there's my book.

Duh, duh, duh, duh...

It's still on the old computer, I'm afraid.  The data transfer didn't work properly and my book, unlike the peep's stupid files, came out as gobbley-goop.

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And if you think all that's bad, wait 'til you hear 'bout the next part.

Somewhere along the line, the password to our old Wifi got changed.  The peep says she didn't do it.  I know I didn't do it - I think - but try as I might, I couldn't for the nine lives of me get on-line with the new computer.

So we had to get a new modem.

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Peepers managed to set that up yesterday and on the plus side, our Internet is now WAY FASTER than it was before.  Faster like in the difference between a turtle and a roadrunner, for sure.

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And now today, the security services are back!  Yup, they're installed and everythin'.  I watched while the guy from the phone company remotely took control of the computer and...  Remotely...  Sounds mysterious, doesn't it?

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Mysterious or not, I watched the little arrow thingy move this way and that across the screen.  I tried to catch said arrow but alas, it was as elusive as the little red dot.

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So now, on a Sunday afternoon, here I am.

Writin'.

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And HOPEFULLY by Wednesday I'll be more used to this here new computer.

'Cause boy-oh-boy do I have stuff to share.

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I got probs

Please excuse the poor grammar, my friends, but like I said...

I GOT PROBS!

In other words, I have BIG problems, for sure.

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So it's like this:  Due to technical difficulties, I shall be off-line until further notice.  I will be unable to check in on Facebook and Twitter, and unable to approve comments on my blog.

Okay, so you may have already noticed I HAVE BEEN off-line since Tuesday night.  I shall continue to be off-line until tomorrow or Tuesday.

The problem is...

I GOT PROBS!

And my biggest problem is the peep.

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It all started with the Windows 10 upgrade...

...WHICH PEEPERS NEVER DID.

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Well the deadline for goin' from seven to ten was this past week.  Meanwhile, the peep got me a new computer.  It was time.  My old one was pretty old and probably all clogged up with cat hair and stuff, anyway.

And the new computer was gonna have the new Windows 10 already on it.

But all the pictures of me and my book and stuff had to be transferred from the old computer to the new one, and the computer store is pretty far away from my house, and it's winter in Canada and roads are bad, and...

And MEANWHILE, the phone stopped workin'.  Likely on account of the freezin' rain and ice we had on Sunday.

That didn't help.

So the phone peeps are comin' tomorrow to fix the phone line, and hopefully set up my new computer, too, which Peepers is pickin' up - well by the time this post goes live it'll have been PICKED up - with all my files transferred onto it on Saturday.  I figure if I purr really nicely at the phone guy and maybe rub up against him and give him a little tickle with my whiskers, I can get him to set up the computer for me...

...'CAUSE YOU KNOW PEEPERS WILL NEVER FIGURE OUT HOW TO DO IT.

And in case you're wonderin' how you're able to read this post without my bein' able to be on-line, it's 'cause I spent last Tuesday furiously workin' away on posts for Wednesday and today, then scheduled 'em to publish automatically.  HOPEFULLY - paws crossed - by this comin' Wednesday, everythin' will be sorted.  But if not, I WILL BE BACK.  I just don't know exactly when.

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I'm tellin' ya, I have THE WORST IT SUPPORT in the history of IT support.

Oh sure, Peepers can spell and stuff - KINDA, as long as the words she's spellin' aren't too long  - and she's okay with helpin' me with editin', but when it comes to bein' IT support, she's about as useless as an ice cube at the north pole.

Or a hot water bottle in a sauna.

Or a...

Well you get the picture, I am sure.

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