We can put men on the moon. We can make supercomputers that can calculate things men never would ever dream to be able to think of. We can harness the power of the atom to provide electricity and creature comforts for us all. But we can't make a damn PC that does what it's supposed to.

It's 8:40PM on a Friday night, and I'm back at work because my damn computer didn't upload the file for my company's website correctly, so I had to come back in and do it again. I'm lucky that I noticed it early on in the weekend and also that I live so close to work, otherwise I'd be seriously pissed. I suppose it's a good thing because it gets me out of the apartment and I'm going to go to the gym from here, but I am really starting to get fed up with this infernal machine. There's not much that our computer guys can do about it, since they've already replaced my machine once.

Our MIS department must think I'm either Really Stupid And Computer Illiterate (which I'm not, I'm actually really computer literate) or that I'm just Destroyer Of Machines. But if this goes on much longer, I may actually destroy this machine. Bring me the head of Bill Gates!