COMPY 386

BOYS BOYS BOYS! How have you been, oh my brothers? Let me explain why I haven't been up wit da blogginz.... My computer is old. Yes? Yes. I am not good with computers. Yes? Yes. And when a problem happens, I don't know how to fix it. Yes? Yes. So I usually send Mike an e-mail and beg his guidance. Even when he tells me what to do he uses big fancy computer words that he must have learned in college. Words like "Install" and words like "version" and "Download." And he puts them into big sentences like "Reinstall Microsoft Word if it's not working," or sentences like, "Download the latest version of..." I don't know what he's talking about! Jeepers.

So, Internet Explorer crumped. I couldn't use it. When I tried, a screen opened up and told me something or other did this or that and it asked me if I wanted to "retry." Over and over this would happen. Then it started happening even when I wasn't trying to open Internet Explorer. I figured this was when pop-ups were trying to happen. So, at first I was happy that I no pop ups were screwing me over. But then I realized that I couldn't look at porn OR blog. (Sometimes those are one and the same...oh....Eddie....I love the way you talk dirty...."Fuck em'" indeed....

Anyway. Jordan Farrell came over to my apartment today and fixed stuff. He asked me questions I didn't understand and my jumbled incoherent answers somehow made sense to him and he has begun to heal my sick compy. I love Compy.

That is why I have not blogged in almost 6 days. It's not because I suck, it's because I let Compy start suckin'. I will try to be more responsible in the future.

There's word I don't like: Responsible. Or "Reliable"... or "Dependable" or "sensible"... and lots of other words that end in -ble

Codington Homage,
Mungo

Song of the Day: The Postal Service - "We Will Become Silhouettes" <---I think Mike will really like this one