At least I can turn to my laptop for comfort

Aug 20, 2009 07:08

Dear Ink In The Printer,

When I woke up this morning, you were gone. I looked to see if you were hiding, but my search was fruitless. After all our time together, is this any way to treat me? Leave me without so much as a goodbye note on the desk? You should be ashamed of yourself, skipping town without leaving any contact information when I need you the most. Jerk.

Broken Heartedly,
Chris
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