So my computer was off for a few days because I ran out of dater. It was not a problem but then it refused to come back on, I tried everything I could think off. I phoned Three and the man told me to restart start it, which is done by puting a pin in a hole in the back of the modem. I looked everywhere but I do not have a pin. I felt positively under privileged. Surly everyone in the world has at least one pin, but not me. Eventually I bent a paper clip; it fitted but it did not fix the problem. I phoned again, the lady told me to go to the nearest Three store. By this time I was close to insanity (seriously) then. . . It started to work (no idea why). This is the unwritten law; you have to be write on the edge of insanity before things suddenly, for no apparent reason, start to work.
Later I put my back out. No idea how it happened. I was not lifting anything at all. I am meant to be going to London next Tuesday; it might be better by then, but then again, if it is not, there is no way I can manage a long train journey.
Cant think of a bad enough word to end with.
