Working. Hallelujah. Not me, no, my laptop. It's been hors de combat for nearly five days. I've been running around like a frantic parent trying to get a kidney for their ailing child, except the grail has been a battery, and one I trust will not spontaneously combust either. Thank God for Tottenham Court Road; if there's ever a souk for PCs, software, peripherals, that's it. That's where I got the kidney. Just keep pumping, old feller, that's all you gotta do.