August 5th, 2003

First contribution, from my best friend's journal

I moved my computer desk out since my computer doesn't work, I mean, why take up space with something that's dead to me.

Me- "You are dead to me."
Computer - "But if you take me to your local Gateway store, I will work for you and it'll be just like before."
Me - "It'll never be like it was. I just can't, Can't you see what you've put me through! Why can't you understand!"

And then we both cry and somehow a sledgehammer ends up in the monitor.

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