Christ, it has been one thing after another. ALL THREE of my computers, (all Macintoshes) have in the past four months broken down. But now I'm realizing that it's my laptop I treasure most. I can take it on the balcony. I can take it on the plane. I can plug a microphone into it and shout in my bedroom. WHAT THE FUCK WOULD I DO WITHOUT MY LAPTOP?
That's basically that. Fuck my desktops, a G4 and a G5.
But just when my tech genius, Voy (514-787-9312) fixed my laptop just before I went to Japan (BTW, this is a major plug for him . . . he's just a computer genius who works out of his home but who can take apart screens, hard drives, power supplies, you name it--and just happens to be the nicest guy in the bargain, and the cheapest too! After a month of messing with my MacBook he charged me $100) I discovered that my power plug was frayed and dead. So I took a black tombstone all the way to Japan. But today my new power supply just arrived and IT'S CHARGING. And I am so amped.
Life is finally complete again.
A disclaimer: I don't know why I am so dependent on technology and the straits of confusion therein. Some of the best times I have ever had were when the power failed and it was time to fire up the candles . . .
However, I don't feel complete unless all the technology around me is performing at 99%.
So . . . maybe the next post will be from that little black tombstone . . . on the balcony . . . next to the mint and basil and cilantro and dill and parsley . . .
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