Downward spiral

I have fallen through a time warp and am living like it's 1992. Seriously, before there were cellphones and the internet was in its infancy, like that.

My cellphone just up and disappeared sometime between Thursday and Saturday. My email account was fine when I logged off on Monday night but had been hacked by the time I woke up Tuesday morning. When I went into work, I not only got yelled out for being unreachable all weekend (because of the cellphone thing) but our network had gone boom.

Something has shifted in my EMF. Last night, I had to sleep with my iPaq under my pillow for fear that it would run off and join the cellphone or form a secret alliance with the laptop. The cameras have been quarantined as well.

As if all that wasn't bad enough, after work yesterday I found out that the person at the bar next to me was Jane Fonda and somehow I didn't burst into flames. I don't know what's going on but it ain't good. No sir, not good at all.

I have no crafts to report. Sorry. Whining only for the next few days.