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Three times now, I have seen my son staring at a postcard of Tillamook, which we bought while in the town. I'm sure he is thinking what I have been, that every day seems the same and it's a bit difficult to mix things up every once in a while to the extent where you feel things actually are actually feeling satisfyingly different. Our trip to Tillamook surely left an imprint of living days that feel ... you know. Blah blah..
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I didn't want to blog on this. I actually started this post to state that my computer's power supply is dead. When I purchased the case for my motherboard, I accepted the cheap underpowered stock power supply knowing there was a risk of it failing due to the voltage requisites my recently built PC might need. So I asked for it I suppose. I had a spare power supply that I just installed, for temporary measures, because it is quite underpowered as well. I hate computers, I really do, and I grew up with them. I wish we could do without them.
..blah blah.
I didn't want to blog on this. I actually started this post to state that my computer's power supply is dead. When I purchased the case for my motherboard, I accepted the cheap underpowered stock power supply knowing there was a risk of it failing due to the voltage requisites my recently built PC might need. So I asked for it I suppose. I had a spare power supply that I just installed, for temporary measures, because it is quite underpowered as well. I hate computers, I really do, and I grew up with them. I wish we could do without them.