Not to say that today is something out of the regular, but let me summarize the past 12 hours.
1. Went out to a club
2. Got recycled (wasted sounds too permanent)
3. Came back talking and cheerful
4. Started working on fixing a computer or two
Well here I am with my sleep cycle interrupted, my eyes puffy, my head hurting and the

gorgeous Puerto Rican Men passing me by, but I'm ok with it since I am doing some Techie stuff for a friend. But, this isn't the first time this
has happened to me.
It all started when I was a young child and I needed to build some new city made out of construction paper. Now these city were not just simple drawing on paper, they where 3-D cities with mountains, trees and lego buildings. Later on I added flowing rivers, valleys lined with plastic wrap and colored with the blue ink of magic markers being powered by the used windshield wiper motor from a VW bug that was powered by the dismantled power-supply of a failed attempt to repair an old cassette radio. I was still in elementary school when these things where being created or fixed for my purposes. But I'm a quasi-adult now and things have changed a bit.
This time its not setting up a TV, fixing a router error, or becoming completely frustrated at a simple task like setting up a printer that doesn't want to run right due to a unknown software error or hardware conflict, um try deleting a print job on Windows.
It's those last type of problems that really just bring out the OCD

person that lays dormant in me during times of cleaning, working, and general tasks that any responsible person would accomplish in a timely manner. It's when I can't get the thing to work right. When I feel that they should be simple solutions, I get mad. SO upset that upset my own Bruce Banner gets pushed out of the way and my inner nerd rears his perfectly combed hair with his black framed spectacles with coordinated pocket protector ready to claim what is rightfully mine. A triumph over bad design and poor documental support.
When I am in this mode, I stop talking, start checking for internet help, and disconnect my mind from the weakness of my body. If I was a sports star, people would say I am

Mary Lou Retten, "Coach, I don't care if my hands are cramping and my eye sight is dismal, I am going to do it! I'm going to get the hard drive cloned, reinstalled and booting up before I leave the ass-formed valley in the foam chair. Even if I have to call tech support myself and
pay for it!"
I think this drive, or neuroticism, or contemporary machismo, isn't a bad thing... when there is truly a solution that can be found that relieves the mind splinter that forms when this primal behavior is activated. But on the few instances where a solution isn't possible (it's never unknown, or my own fault!) the feeling of failure is so deep and profound that it takes days, and countless other Tech successes to numb the pain enough where it can be ignored like a hang nail that is just pressing but no longer cutting into the flesh.
Today's task is about to finally to really get started: Cloning and changing hard drives on a

15" Macbook Pro. But like most Tech issues, the job you're asked to to has countless issues to be fixed and addressed first before the real job starts and with luck this next step will be quick and fast and since people don't know about all the pre and post prep work involved they will just think that I still have magical powers and skills that fixes things in a flash-- faster then accessing a flash drive that has all my special videos on it! ;)