Cucking Fomputer II
Now heading into Week Two without a computer — that means working on a temporary machine during the day and being unplugged every night and all weekend.
In other words, Hell.
When I saw Apple just announced new iBooks at a discount this week, I broke down. Through the miracle of the Internet, I spec’d a computer, bought it (hey, I can always sell plasma — possibly even my own), and am now anxiously tracking it’s progress from Taiwan via Fed Ex.
And still, Jeremy refuses to admit he’s beat, that all of my data is utterly lost forever. Hopefully, it’s not just wishful thinking that somewhere on a hard drive that won’t mount anymore, he can find every play I’ve ever written, every photo I’ve ever taken, and the source files for a website I’ve been working on for months…
He pulls this rabbit out of this particular hat, he gets one helluva lapdance, Jeremy does. I may even wear a costume (’cause I hear that’s what he really likes).
Fingers crossed, limbering up my swivel, hoping for the best…