Still waiting

So. It's 11.00am, and in an hour the courier company will have broken its word for the second day in a row. And I will still be stuck here.

I do at least have writing I can do today. Also, I may have a viable DVD from which I may be able to install my new iteration of Linux. It's all maybes at this stage, but I might give it a shot. Maybe.

*dribbles time through his fingers, like sticky sand-coated saliva*

We can has copy-edit

Yup, it's here. 11-45: only twenty-three hours and forty-five minutes late. I still want to know if I can bill them; I want my day back.

Also, should I be a good author and scurry off to the Lit & Phil, like right now, to start work on it? Or should I carry on writing, as I am now well into the chapter? Or should I revoke all work until lunchtime and play with Linux...?

Questions, questions...

[ETA: Mac has made himself comfortable on the copy-edit: it's new! it's his! - so I guess I'm not going anywhere for a while.]

[ETA 2: also, I'm on page 222, which besides being rather pleasing to look at is a double nelson and hence terribly unlucky to the English cricket fan, so I have to lift the luck by writing through to 223, like right now...]

*wimps out*

I am such a chicken. Such a bewildered and ignorant chicken. I got as far in the installation process as the moment to create new partitions - and backed out hastily, understanding all too well that I didn't really have the expertise to be sure I was doing it right. Eek.

And now I'm depressingly anxious about simply upgrading the existing installation, though I've been doing that for a decade without a second thought. Sigh. Can I be tough-minded and bold, please, in my next iteration? Thank you kindly.