You, computer, are a magnet...
And, I must be steel, because I cannot get the hell AWAY from you to get my shit done, damn it.
Two days, now, I've had a plan. A plan that's been shot to hell by you and your mystic glowing screen.
Yesterday, I had two emails I wanted to get out. I did that. Got 'em both done and then TRIED to do the dishes. But, nooooo. You can't leave me alone for 5 minutes, can ya?
"I need maintenence...RIGHT NOW! Or, I'm gonna keep popping up that stupid 'scan disk' shit all by myself."
Or...."How about if I just fall off-line for no apparent reason, especially if yer waiting for an IM?"
You, Mr. Pooter, are a pain right in my ass, sometimes.
Ya know? Now...un-mindmeld me and let me get my shit done, damn it.
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Posted by: Burnt Fuse at March 13, 2004 04:57 PM (TFvOY)
I'M STILL HERE!!!!!
Help!!!!
Send the cavalry...even if it doesn't help, it'd be cool to be surrounded by horses...lol.
Ohhh...better yet, make it Mounties...then I get horses and cute dudes in uniform.
Must. disconnect. from. this. thing.
Posted by: Stevie at March 13, 2004 05:00 PM (NeLxo)
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