Repeated kicks in the crotch...

Every time I solve a problem some new obstacle comes in my way. I am feeling a great deal of animosity to non-living objects in my life right now. Figure out how to load KDM, discover you can't access a portable hard drive. Figure out how to access the portable hard drive, can't actually write files to it. Figure out the format needed to write to the hard drive, can no longer read the files that need to be copied.

In my mind's eye, I imagine myself wild-haired and bloodshot-eyed. In reality, I'm just an angry-looking fat man in a Goats t-shirt.

Rage. Rage is what it is I'm feeling.

Alright. Back to the machineries of crotch-kicking. Joy? As if.