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I'm resigned to my fate. I'm never going to have a laptop again. EVER. Which explains why I'm at the library (yet again) sitting in a cubicle making lots of awkward accidental eye contact with the hobbit-esque person on the computer opposite to me. I should be at home napping and showering and only occasionally working instead of grappling with this steady stream of confusion I feel for Othello goddamn!