Not Again

I came home today and found my computer in its normal spot, with an overturned glass of water on it. A glass that had been on the end-table when I left this morning. Yes, thanks to a certain, spoiled bitch-cat, my NEWEST laptop is officially fucked.

At first, it wouldn't turn on at all, so I took it to the Apple store in Shadyside to get looked at. They managed to get it to turn on, but the trackpad and the firewire connections don't work. Apparently the system board is f'ed...and now I have to ship this thing out to Apple for repair. That is, of course, after I back everything up and get it ready for its trip.

I'm really f'ing pissed off right now. That bitch-cat has always hated me...and now she's really f'ed with me. See if I ever try to be nice to her again.

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