The Continuing Saga of RepairKat!

...as opposed to "Repairwoman," which is too politically correct for me.

The family whose computer I fixed last week got me to come over today to fix another one. It took me three and a half hours to get it working again; the operating system had been so corrupt that originally I couldn't even turn it on, and after that I couldn't open Explorer. However, I taught it to respect the Kuhls by smacking it with my iron fist, and now it's running like a dream.

I have a bunch of work due tomorrow in Spanish, including a presentation. Eeeeh. Oh well; soon it'll be over. More to the point, I am terrified of the debate happening tomorrow night.

For those at AU: 8:15 tomorrow, in the McDowell formal lounge, Prof. Brenner and I will be debating Prof. Quainton and Zak about whether the US should leave the Venezuelan government alone. There will be free pizza. Join us!

I'm bubbling with energy. I'm seriously scaring myself, so I pity everyone who's talked to me in the last half hour.