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:: 8.03.2003 :: had a nice visit to the hometown - I should be resting up for the long ride home tomorrow, yet here I sit. I managed to come home and send this computer to hell and halfway back trying to resolve some old issues. so needless to say, I'm pretty sick of all that. computers are all fun and games until something fucks up and you can't figure out what's wrong with it. it brought me to having words with this harmless hunk of inanimate plastic and glass. alas, I gave up on it and told my mom to find someone who really knows what they're doing to come tangle with this beast.
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