August 08, 2002 :: 7:52 a.m.
new computer, meet diaryland
I love this machine. Seriously. Not only is it faster, more powerful, and more stable than the computer I shared with Mason, it's damn sexier, too. It's making me drool right now. It may make me orgasm soon, if it plays its cards right.
And oh, it can play a mean game of cards.
Heh. I still feel like something the plumber pulled out of the toilet, but my new baby is doing a nice job of distracting me. And now I have something to do while I hole up in my room and wait for the Evil Uncle to leave. I hate my uncle. He's just unpleasant, and very creepy. And he fucking ate my entire pint of Tofutti without so much as asking, the bastard. Grrr. We had some unpleasantness this afternoon. Adam was here, and on one hand I'm sort of embarrassed that he saw it, but on the other I'm very glad that he was here to make me feel like less of a virtue-less freak. Le sigh. Basically, this foul man needs to leave my house right now and never come back, and everything will be fine and dandy.
Fat chance of that happening before I'm 40.
Well, I'm going to play with this glorious creature. Mmmm, new computer. How I love you so.
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