Enjoyed the nachos and the Saint's preseason game. I rested in the A/C of a relative, took potassium and gatoraid, and the leg felt about 50% better yesterday. So i went to work, and made some money, about $120. Not bad for 7 hours of hard labor. It was the first time i had any money at all in about 2 weeks. I love the smell of money, sort of a cross between leather and vinyl, hotel rooms and cocaine. So i got home about 5:30 yesterday and opened my netbook computer, only to find the keyboard and moniter covered in water. It's dead. My brand new netbook is destroyed and my warranty doesn't cover water damage. But how did it get water in it? The only thing i can think of it that my customer had his water sprinkler on. The windows were down on my truck and the netbook was on the seat. He says the sprinkler was too far away. So why would someone come in my van and pour water on my computer. Wouldn't they steal it instead? The whole thing is just too bizarre. For some reason, God just doesn't want me to have internet. All these strange and unexplainable problems that i keep having that prevent me being or going online are just too much for me. If God is so determined to keep kicking me offline, then i guess i'll just have to give up on the dream of owning a computer. I have no idea when i'll be able to buy another one, and at this point the idea of buying a new computer every month just doesn't sound very attractive. So God wins, i loose. Goodbye internet friends. I'll come to the library when i can just to say hi. But i can't fight the higher power than keeps destroying my computers in mysterious ways.
I'll miss Y'all! Goodbye dear ss friends!