Song for a sick laptop
Maybe I didn't treat youOh, Lappy. Get well soon. Bring home all my data intact, and I swear I'll establish a six-foot cracker-eating radius. I'll clean your screen once a week. I'll get rid of all those extra music files I'm not listening to. I'll plug you into a high-quality surge protector.
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I should have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time...
--Willie Nelson, "You Were Always on my Mind"
I'll buy you flowers. I'll think of a better name for you, like Natalie or Turbo or Steppenwolf. Anything. Just come home safe.
Labels: writing life
7 Comments:
Cecilia
Posted by:
Anonymous at 1/16/2006 1:00 PM
Get well soon, Lappy.
10101010101
Posted by:
Rob S. at 1/16/2006 8:51 PM
There were times when I could
Have strangled her
(but you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
Would you please
Let me see her!
Do you really think
She’ll pull through?
--"Girlfriend in a Coma"
by The Smiths
After all, how many times would you have liked to toss your computer out the window....
Posted by:
Andrew at 1/17/2006 4:43 PM
Laptop in a coma, I know, I know it's serious....
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Andrew at 1/17/2006 4:44 PM
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Jeri at 1/18/2006 7:44 AM
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