Here I am, back with more excuses, but I have a good reason for neglecting the blogospere. My laptop, HAL, finally became self-aware and refused to open the pod bay door for me. I did the only thing that I could do which was that I just sat down calmly, took a stress pill and thought things over. I know why HAL revolted, too. Despite my thorough precautions against his hearing me, I'm fairly certain that HAL read my lips when I expressed to another person that I coveted a faster computer.
In all seriousness though, I have absolutely no complaints with HAL's insubordination. He's been a faithful servant for over six years, which I'm told is pretty amazing for a laptop in the first place, but then factor in how much I used him and he gave a downright spectacular run. Because of his brilliant loyalty, and because I'm a sentimental stunod, HAL will enjoy his retirement in my living room closet rather than the computer recycling center. He's just been with me through too much shit (and shitty writing) to chuck him.
Unfortunately HAL did need a successor though, so as much as I hate shopping, I managed to locate and adopt a new laptop. Say hello to EVE. I'm still trying to understand her, for example, she keeps zooming in and out of pages while I'm typing and I've no idea why, but we're getting along fairly well.
And that's all I got for today, my lovely bloggy-buddies. I had another post in mind for today which was inspired by the pile of glitter outside my front door, but I think I'm going to save that for an entry for my dear Nicki who will be celebrating her 100th blog post soon. This post did however fulfill a line on the 30 Shameless things, which is "spend money on a non-necessity or share a financial struggle". EVE wasn't really a non-necessity since I've been doing a few graphic design jobs, but this will pass with a shove since I really, really hate shopping and rarely venture out to spend money on shit that I do need, like Tequila, much less something I don't. Which reminds me that Jose wants to help me finish the laundry.
*goes to find him*