the death of my computer: a short novella

Oct 23, 2005 21:17

It was a cold blustery day in Hikone Japan that began like many a Sunday, with me generally refusing to really wake up until my clock showed two little letters "PM". It was afternoon and I was pleased, then I heard knocking at the door. I had hoped, foolishly, that the person at the door was the object of my lust, there to ask if I wanted to ( Read more... )

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witty blond anonymous October 23 2005, 12:52:37 UTC
I have not backed up my computer since I broke up with the computer geek. Even if she went down in a hail of sparks, I would still say it was worth it. Love you, email those papers to yourself, that way they never get lost. I speak from experience.

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