X-mas 2006

Happy New Year. I'm not pushing the envelope right now, as I'm having problems using FTP with my website. Morlock seems to have suffered some bizarre form of virus(?)/hacker(?) attack, with every file except Dead#1-9 being busted. I can't log onto these 9 files. Technical support at OneWest.net hasn't been terribly helpful. The last person I talked with said, "It's not our job to provide support for outside products".

The built-in FTP in Internet Explorer worked fine yesterday, save for me being unable to specify the server as the address bar in Windows Explorer was hidden. I called Bear Paw Technologies & the guy there had me uncheck "lock toolbars" & the thing worked just fine, save that I decided to wait until today to experiment with it again. Now, it gives me a message saying, "the proxy needs to be reset".

I hope OneWest can help me, or won't be stubborn enough not to want to, as I don't really need a $50 bill for fixing a software problem. We just had the plumber in here to fix a gas leak.

Trish has tomorrow & Friday off, works Saturday, then has Sunday off. I won't really be able to do much writing this week, it appears, because of all the days off. Since my current project is to redo the hyperlinks on my personal site, so that they all point toward the iUniverse page where my book is featured, making it clickable, I have to wait until the FTP is fixed to resume writing.

I think that it's a software problem. Awhile ago, I downloaded WS_FTP, a pay-program that allows a 30-day grace period. When that ended, I downloaded a free FTP -- then another 2, none of which worked. When I tried IE7, it gave me a message that WS_FTP had been made the default. I tried to remove the program, but apparently there are elements of it still present. I may need to take the machine into the shop.

Other than that, I'm fine. I bought Battlestar Galactica for Trish -- for both of us -- & she's been really enjoying it.

X-mas day, the 2 of us for the most part watched Battlestar Galactica, save for eating our feast -- we had a huge, envelope-free, pot roast. & lots of phone calls. Joe spoke briefly on his cell phone, John called, Dan called, & Biggie didn't, 'cause of the skinny dog. On Trish's side of the family, we caught Dion at Ro's house, but Kenneth, being hard of hearing, couldn't understand Trish & went to eat. Even Hope called.

X-mas Eve, with the computer busted, I felt too depressed to go to church. Instead we watched Trish's Britney thing.

I am Captain Zoom. I think hypomania may have hit me, as I'm sleeping less, but not really missing it.