The rest of my midday was spent attempting to recreate the address book and part of my task list. This is getting very old. When AOL sent an email requesting input on my situation (in response to a very "negative" feedback message), I repeated my rant and have yet to hear back. Oh, I had also received an email to provide feedback on last week's encounter - but it was deleted during one of the random acts by the system.
I know I may not be the sharpest tool in the box from time to time, but I feel sorry for folks with less computer experience than I have if this is the type of support one can expect. I also don't like being treated like a moron.
I am guessing this might not be my finest week. The Family Practice report on my bone scan wasn't the most positive. One would have thought with daily consumption of cheeses and frequent intake of yogurt that the bones would be fine (after all Mom still has great bones, but then again, dad did seem to have osteoporosis). I am guessing which one has a greater imprint on my genetic code.
Enough of the ranting. Breathing, breathing, breathing.
"Eat right, exercise regularly, die anyway." ~Author Unknown
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