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My computer.....she is dead.
DEAD.
As in will-not-turn-on-anymore dead.
OUT OF THE BLUE.
(and in the middle of downloading "Reset," which I think is Ultra-Special Uncool)
*MOURN*
Do you hear that? It's the sound of HARDXCORE MOURNING.
I did cry. I am ashamed of this.
It's not just my internets. I can live, however briefly, without my internets. But I am minus computer at all. IT IS DEAD.
I will have a new one. My mommy will buy me one (and take that out of the tuition money she's giving me--despite wanting me to buy food. How, I ask, is this logical?). She wants me to get a Mac...and I might just do it.
For now, I will mourn. I'm taking her to Staples tomorrow to recover her data...
Oh my lord, I had no idea how much this would bother me.
*CRIES*
DEAD.
As in will-not-turn-on-anymore dead.
OUT OF THE BLUE.
(and in the middle of downloading "Reset," which I think is Ultra-Special Uncool)
*MOURN*
Do you hear that? It's the sound of HARDXCORE MOURNING.
I did cry. I am ashamed of this.
It's not just my internets. I can live, however briefly, without my internets. But I am minus computer at all. IT IS DEAD.
I will have a new one. My mommy will buy me one (and take that out of the tuition money she's giving me--despite wanting me to buy food. How, I ask, is this logical?). She wants me to get a Mac...and I might just do it.
For now, I will mourn. I'm taking her to Staples tomorrow to recover her data...
Oh my lord, I had no idea how much this would bother me.
*CRIES*