my vacuum cleaner's blowing out instead of sucking in

I am not having fun with technological devices today.

My printer is being evil and pestilent. I was trying to print a file double-sided by printing first all the odd numbered pages, in reverse order, then all the even numbered pages, in normal order. However, for reasons known entirely unto itself, the pestilent device decided to randomly spew forth some of the even numbered pages as they were printing. Thus I have page 34 on the back on page 43 and other such delights of sadorandom numbering. Joy.

Then, after wasting about 30 or so sheets of paper, it decided to run out of ink. ( More incoherent moaning. )

And I got so stressed that while I remembered to plug my minidisc player into the charger and remembered to switch on the CD player, I didn't remember to connect the two together with the optical cable. So I have not even been successful in copying this CD I want to listen to on the move tomorrow. ARGH!! I tell you, if it wasn't for the fact this is approximately the most mellow music I own, I would be murderous by now.

FX: *Stereo loud enough to stun cattle*

Not only do all technological devices hate me today, I can't even eat chocolate to calm down because my gall bladder's been hurty hurty lately. Went to the doctor yesterday, she said my weird half-assed symptoms were "probably" a virus - but I'm not convinced. Something about the "probably", and the fact I know what acid burning in my intestine feels like, and it's not like any other digestive ick I've ever had.

Ah! I finally found the perfect music for my mood!

I think we don't actually have neighbours at the moment, so I shall play this repeatedly until I feel better.