I definitely agree. Thankfully, I don’t have any research-grade chemicals or bacterial cultures here in my apartment. But somehow the dishes never do get done, even though in the lab someone does the dishes for us.
[hijack]Hannibal, how old is your BIOS? Have you tried upgrading it, if it is old? And if you don’t figure it out… let us all know what brand of CD-RW that was 
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My SO fixes stuff (electronic music equipment mostly, but anything electronic in general). Currently at home we have:
1 TV with some major color component not working.
A different TV with a power supply problem
A hole in our garbage disposal unit, so all the water that goes down the sink now goes into a bucket under the sink. the new disposal unit has been sitting there for 2 months.
A TV remote changer that needs some internal cleaning etc.
At least one VCR that needs repair.
But, frankly, I’m still waiting for the rest of the blinds to go up (8 years and counting)
Looking into upgrading BIOS presently, but in any case, it’s a CenDyne CD-RW, purchased at OfficeMax.
In 1969 I worked in the post office in Manhattan Beach, CA. I saw a stack of envelopes–outgoing mail–stamped “RETURNED FOR BETTER ADDRESS.” One of the supervisors saw it–the return address was the Postmaster–and chortled, “Our Post Office!” I never did find out who had put the enclosures into the envelope facing backwards, so the address didn’t show through the cellophane window, sealed it, and put it into Outgoing Mail…
I confess-I’m a doctor and my last blood tests were abnormal (I had an infection)-and were supposed to be repeated in 2-3 weeks. That was 14 months ago. Did I also mention that I haven’t seen a doctor since 1996?
I’m another accountant guilty of this. But I’m so bad about my finances that I considered bankruptcy in the past-that’s what a mess I made of my finances, yet I am so completely anal about stuff at work. Dunno why, but it’s getting better.
Until recently I shared a house with a psychotherapist - a good, highly respected, very effective and deeply caring one.
He’s my best friend, so I feel quite comfortable telling you all he is a domineering, selfish, insensitive,tyrant.
He lives always on the verge of anger, but denies ever feeling upset about anything. He values his “art treasures” more than people. He complained that I never asked him about his day, and when I consciously tried for a week, said “just another day” for a week.
Best NOT to be married or parented by a therapist, I’m afraid.
But I’m sure he is a very good therapist.
Me the Boy Scout and my father and grandfather, both real Mr. Natures, could NOT set up a tent. Failing over the course of 50 minutes. My mother and sister, civilizations own put it up in just a couple minutes flat. We were most embarassed
My Dad was a high-school teacher who was a few hours away from having his Masters, and none of his five kids completed college (only one attended).