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A Love Story
Dec. 23rd, 2011 04:12 amEvery time my husband fixes my computer, I feel like the girl on this date:
...Except...any idiot can string some Christmas lights along what appears to be a driveway and throw a wrinkled sheet over some abandoned farming equipment.
If my computer died...I have no idea what I would do.
But it would be messy. And violent. And I'd probably be chastised by a lot of god-fearing people.
BUT YOU'D NEVER KNOW, BECAUSE I'D HAVE NOTHING TO RECORD IT ON.
AHH! THE HORROR!!!
Thank you, honey, for saving the day, again...again...again...
...Except...any idiot can string some Christmas lights along what appears to be a driveway and throw a wrinkled sheet over some abandoned farming equipment.
If my computer died...I have no idea what I would do.
But it would be messy. And violent. And I'd probably be chastised by a lot of god-fearing people.
BUT YOU'D NEVER KNOW, BECAUSE I'D HAVE NOTHING TO RECORD IT ON.
AHH! THE HORROR!!!
Thank you, honey, for saving the day, again...again...again...
