It only took a week for my computer to have a melt down.
That's cool and everything except for the fact that I totally lost that thing I had been working on in photoshop and all that hard work [cough] I put in transferring the music- gone. Completely fucking useless.
If it were a person I would have hurt it a long time ago.
"Let's keep everything in the recycle bin! OKAY!"
There is a little sticky note next to the house button that says "IT'S A TRAP!"
Except instead of a girl with a rather impressive penis it is just Dell running its death.dll I mean media program.
Clearly I shouldn't try and turn the computer on in the dark.
Good morning from your friendly neighborhood blue screen of death.
I'm gonna fuck something up mighty fine this week aren't I?
I'm sorry if it involves pain in any shape or form upon any of you.
Someone probably just mashed the wrong button and I have a lousy operating system and lousy software components and a lousy chassis to boot.
[I guess that could be considered a 3% pun.]
I'm going to go back to reading that book about sex addicts.

Factory settings fixes everything. Except for the fact that [enter mangled garbage here.]

Anyway.
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Let's do it.
We can take over.
I believe in us.
Only serious applicants need apply.