Goshdarn computer

[evilhippo]

Dear Computer,

I love you to death, but you have to understand that, as your master, I sometimes have to make a decision as to when it's best to put you out of your misery. I'm touched that you care so much about me, really I am, but there comes a point where the master has to pull the metaphorical plug (because you're a laptop with a battery, and the physical one won't do the trick). Seeing you in pain like this is making me sad, and you have my permission to just let go. Let the harddrive die. I appreciate your valiant efforts, but I promise I have everything essential to you backed up on your friend the external harddrive, and the brain transplant should be even more seamless than the brainwashing we did this summer. Trust me. You will come back stronger, better, faster. I've been working on my mad scientist cred, I know these things.

Much Love,
Hippo

Comments

[lisiche.livejournal.com]

Can you blame the poor dear for being afraid of the techs?

[evilhippo.livejournal.com]

No... alas, I cannot. I wouldn't wanna go see them, either. I wish there were fewer other things wrong so I could afford to invalidate the warranty and fix the poor thing myself. Le sigh.