October 23rd, 2006

children of dune - leto 1

in mourning

So I'm dropping off John after work to be fixed. I just *narrowly* avoided explaining John has certain eccentricities and to handle him gently and don't leave him alone too long or he gets grouchy. I did ask over and over when they'd have him fixed. I'm fairly sure the nice guy on the other end of the phone wondered if I was sane. He'd probably guess no. And he'd be right.

I have no idea what it says about me that I'm twitching at the idea of anyone--*anyone*--touching John that isn't me or isn't in my line of sight, but honestly? I just don't care.

Also, as of Sunday, John too has been disassembled once, and also, huh, two extra screws? Intersting. And frightening. And wow, that motherboard is complex and strange and *compressed*.

Seriously. I'm already in withdrawl. This is so not of the good.

Brian had *better* be working. Brian being the desktop. I don't even know if I can remember how to *use* that keyboard. This is so worrisome. Also, I am going to panic now? So you know. Feel free to mock me.

*chews nails* God. So panicked.
children of dune - leto 1

post-John blues

God. I've been reclinging for so long I forgot how it feels to sit straight and chat. This is hell, isn't it? John is in infidel hands--I so did not see deep love and appreciation of John's specialness, and oh God, they said MONDAY. Monday!

I seriously won't survive the weekend. My back hurts already!

Okay, anyway, if you are svmadelyn or anyone I usually use trillian with--okay, there is no trillian on Brian and I don't remember my yahoo password, so I'll be on AIM. Sad on AIM. I went to the grocery store, bought cookie dough, and ate like, five spoonfuls of dough adn like, six cookies. I have never understood the power of comfort eating before.

There is something to this. I need ice cream added. Maybe brownies. Hell, sugared lard. Yeah. I'm in that place.

Also? This keyboard feels weird.