The Macbook is indeed dead, meaning that I am less than two weeks from my first real chance at doing NaNoWriMo with, as my most viable portable writing instrument, a semi-functional (as in, the video adapter doesn't work with the OS, so the screen has interlacing and flickering issues) Sylvania g Netbook with a painfully small keyboard. I'm pondering an Alphasmart Neo, but it's seriously difficult for me to contemplate throwing money at more tech to solve only a tiny sliver of my problem. (On the other hand, the Neo solves that sliver pretty nicely, and is both cheap normally and on sale right now.)

I'm typing this on the Netbook, meanwhile; I haven't found my glasses, which went missing about a month ago, so the 7" screen is wearing on my eyes. It doesn't help that I'm nearing that bless-ed time of the month, and Sam and I had a lengthy, tearful exchange earlier involving (what else?) housework. I can hardly see the letters, and that means it's basically a bust. At least for tonight.