I have joined this group because I want to rid myself of a really, very, most vile and nasty disease. It is a disease called 'Microsoft'. Symptoms include: Frequent headaches Spending more time and energy trying to coax functionality out of one's wordprocessing device than one has left to do what one wants to do: write stories both non-fictional and true; make pretty pictures and research one's intended creations Loss of appetite for life caused by chronic exhaustion Loss of wealth from repeatedly having to replace supremely dodgy software with the latest version of said supremely dodgy software Frequent daydreams pondering how many or how few of his hundreds of novels Isaac Asimov would have succeeded in writing had he needed to spend as much time, energy, money and focus trying to coax out a little bit of functionality from his typewriter as one must devote to coaxing a little bit of functionality out of MS malware Frequent romanticised pinings for one's old 1954 Remington Rand typewriter, for even with the fact that the letter 't' frequently became stuck and was impressed on the page half a line higher than the rest of the text, at least one enjoyed the practice of one's art whilst using it, taking out any frustrations (which were always artistic in nature, and never a result of technological failures) by slamming the heel of one's hand against that beautiful, big, stainless steel carriage return lever... Mood disturbances shifting from homicidal rage to nervous tics impelling one to beat one's head rhythmically against one's desk, wall or other hard and solid surfaces as one gutturally screams out in despair, sorrow and confusion With no criticisms intended towards those brilliant souls possessed of a calling to diagnose and correct computer problems, I am a writer, editor and photographic artist, not a repairman, goddammit! So there is resentment at being so frequently forced into becoming a computer diagnostician instead of the artist that is one's true nature Perpetual anxiety, worrying about whether one's entire life's work is about to be exterminated by the latest in a litany of ridiculous glitches and inexcusable foul-ups I hope I can find the answers I seek which will lead to a whole or partial cure. Thank you all.