Laughter Through Tears

It took three days and several reinstalls, but it appears I finally have a working printer. No more trundling off to my parents' house to print prescriptions. No more waiting on line at the post office to send faxes. Granted, the frequency with which I need these services is still baffling to me, but at least now I have them readily available.

Now, if only I can get all my scripts synchronized so I can fetch them only once a month, instead of, oh, twelve different trips.