Sometimes I worry about finding like a cache of weird porn on this computer and never being able to look at Liz the same way again. Like if she was into Dungeons and Dragon porn I’d probably have to ask her to move out without giving her an explanation as to why.
I kind of wish computers could learn a personality. Like they will only show lesbian porn because that’s what they like. I don’t think this kind of thing is too far away either. At work like every other week I put money in the candy machine and I hit C9 for a Snickers and the machine beeps and says “MAKE ANOTHER SELECTION”.
Why? WHY! WHY MUST I DO THAT? YOU’RE NOT MY MOTHER!
And then I get horrible flashbacks and pass out. They gave me a raise last time. Next time I may not be so lucky.
Backstory:
So my computer’s power cable broke the other day. I’ve been pretty sad about it. I’ve been using my sister’s friend’s computer and it kind of weirds me out. When I came to Tumblr just now I had all intentions of creating my first new post on here in months. Now that I’m here I got hit with all kinds of writers block and THIS, what is being written now, is not at all what I wanted to say.
Best Buy wanted 80 bucks for the power cable.
Eff that. I found one from HP new on eBay for 25 bucks.
Oh man. They are probably feeling that heat. Uh huh. All up and down.
