Well, damn.

This is evidently not my lucky year as laptops go.

Ever done the little trick where you spill your glass of water into the keyboard?


This is far less wise a move when you have a laptop.


I tried emergency shutdown by holding her power switch down. The power light flickered alarmingly; she did not shut down. I pulled plug and pulled battery.


I was ready to cringe in the corner and cry, nevermind that Marx and I were about to head out for a movie. Votania's a sweetheart, but she just is not accustomed to the correct way to deal with a crisis of mine. She's far too violence-oriented for me, especially when my world has come to an abrupt end.

9:50 at night, and I call Darkside, nearly in tears. He sounds pissed, answering the phone. He was evidently asleep. I explain myself, and somehow he talks me through it. I spend the second, third, and fourth minute of the conversation apologizing for having called him at such an hour, and listening to him grump about being the only person in Arizona who understands me when I'm about to fall to bits.

This time I didn't.

Normally I'd have been crying in the corner at some point. This time, I didn't.


Next step? Figure out what magic it was that Darkside worked on my psyche and how to duplicate it so I can apply it to myself.


And call Dell.

Tasks of the Day for Friday

Checked account. Checked recipe. Elderflower. Forgot to write it down, though.
The store that was closing today already had closed when I got there. Disappointing.

Went to the Herb Stop after a lot of wandering around (I had gotten on the wrong bus; I wound up at Missouri & 16th st when I needed to be at Camelback and 20th st.... so I walked) and spent perhaps too much money. Remembered that it was elder flower.

Came home. Chatted with Shawn for far too long about the movie he's making. He's gotten permission to film in the UAF tunnels, which is way cool. It's got a nicely unhappy ending. I like it.

Spilled water on laptop. Called Darkside in distress.

Saw the Star Wars with Marx; it was too late and dangerous for Nephew to be out.

Went to Denny's afterwards.

Am planning a full length duster style jacket thing out of very light white fabric. This, for shielding from the sun. Way too bright here. Must get my face back to Alaskan pale.

Tasks of the Day for Saturday

Make more hummingbird food: 4 parts water, 1 part sugar, red colour.

Do laundry; put away current basketed batch.

Hack on papers for school.

Call Dell. Bitch:
-keyboard
-water
-warranty, if I don't have one.

Oh yeah.

And I figured out why I think this version of Obi is the hottest:

He looks like Darkside.

If he were a little skinnier; with hair out on Tatooine a little blonder, a little curlier, a little longer; if his face were a little narrower; if his nose were a little longer and sharper like an anime nose? Darkside. Complete Darkside.

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Heretic!

Evidently, Darkside is not overly fond of Monty Python. I run and scream.

That was not the thing to say.

Saying, "That was foolish" about my dumping water on my running laptop computer? Completely unnecessary. I knew this already. Say all you want about the wisdom of keeping one's glass of water near the computer. You don't need to tell me how fucking stupid the actual knocking over of the fucking cup of water was.

Believe it or not, I hadn't cried about dumping water on Tigereye until now. Gosh.

Nope, some relationships were not meant to last.

Tigereye

Well, Adam took a look at her and sees no visible damage, and smells no scorched electronics. She's all dry inside. He is a very well DeVry trained electronics guy. He says that the likeliest outcome was that she got her keyboard washed some.

... and thank you, Darkside...

...you're right, at least it wasn't Coke.

Yayyyy!

She works! My Tigereye works!