Out of the Ashes

A couple weeks ago I absolutely destroyed my computer in a spectacular display of sparks and smoke. I spilled tea and it actually blew up. In the split second it took me to recover from my dumbass-ed-ness and shock, I watched as my computer froze, the blue screen of doom flashed across the screen, and made a feeble pop sound as it shut down...FOREVER.

Many dollars (and no blog-posting) later, I got my computer back only to find that it was still broken. Needless to say, I spent too many hours on the phone with support last night. Nothing has been resolved as my call was lost as it was being "transferred" (read: they were tired of listening to me) and I wasn't in the mood to sit listening to more hold music.

If you know me at all, it will make perfect sense to you that my response to my stupidity would be to buy myself a new computer. So that's what I did. Ladies and gentlemen: I am writing this post from a computer that I purchased with my own money. Granted, it's about $1300 cheaper than the computer I destroyed (a graduation present -- only two years old!) but to me, it's awesome anyway because I bought it using the money I earned edumacating kids.

If they ever do fix my computer, I'll be able to give it back to my benefactor since he's been on the market for a new computer since 1999.

You should also know that I am drinking tea while I type this. But there is a lid on the mug...I'm back!