I only mentioned where I am writing this, because it's relevant to the post. About 3 hours ago, my computer crashed. It wasn't one of those normal, power-flickers-off-and-then-jumps-back-on, subtle kind of crashes either. It was a "holy shit, is it supposed to make that noise? and why won't it come back on?" type crash. I surprised myself with how calm I remained. I decided I'd calmly check out the inside of the computer and make sure nothing was wrong. Big mistake. Immediately I noticed what was wrong. Let's just say that video cards aren't supposed to go in like THAT!!! So then I was worried that I'd managed to fry my sole soure of sanity and connection to the outside world. (Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration, but only slightly) The point is, after 2 hours of frustrated hunting with a flashlight, unplugging and replugging and unscrewing and rescrewing, I finally gave up. But surprisingly, I still wasn't upset. I released a gentle sigh, and thought about all of the good that has come from my computer. I remembered all of the hours writing, watching movies, listening to great music, surfing the web, and just generally getting away. After that, I couldn't feel bad. Besides, now I have a reasonable excuse to get a new one!!
Marcus Jamison, the Rare Poet
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