Frickin' piece of crappola Compaq Presario Notebook. Eighteen months old and on it's
death. I may have sped up the inevitable when I heaved it at Mr. Lemony, who then deflected it to the floor with a thud. Why did I do this? The man suggested I just use the teenager's laptop. It's not like having my own computer...which, by the way, is where I write and keep my journal and the story (hee) I've been working on for two years...
is such a big deal.
Says the man who has TWO laptops.
Well, it is
a big deal, I'm sorry. Sharing a computer, especially one with cutesy blinky cursors and MySpace cookies, was not part of the plan when I bought MY OWN laptop. Besides, the crappy thing is the only thing in the entire house that is
Think I'm kidding? Example A: There is a bathroom next to my room, but Mr. Lemony thinks he should be allowed to use it since he shares (example B) my room and (example C) my bed. There are (examples D through G) four
televisions in my house but the last time one of them was available to me for my viewing pleasure was sometime during the first Clinton administration. My (example H) clothes? The teen pilfers 'em. Example I: Shoes? Same thing. And? Example J: Food. Swiped from my plate. They're starving, you know.
The laptop, it was mine, and now it's toast, so here I am, sitting in the living room with the old desktop. It's like being chained to a turtle.
The quote to fix the laptop was $500. Mr. Lemony says over his dead body is he paying five-hundred bucks to fix a computer that has broken down every four months since we bought it.
I'm lobbying for a new laptop.
Mr. Lemony is lobbying against a new laptop since I can just share with the teenager, who by the way, is right now
setting a new sparkly cursor and updating her cookies and telling me no, I cannot use her laptop, because it is hers
and she's using it right now thankyouverymuch.
It's either time to remind the teenager that I nursed her for two years or to remind Mr. Lemony that he bought a boat.
Does anybody have a laptop (not
a Comcrap!) they adore? I'll be in the market shortly.