Musing

If Islamic terrorists started recruiting paraplegics and double amputees, would they be promised 36 virgins in the afterlife?

Fuck the Apple Store

May they be forced to gargle the blood of ten stillborn infants and be boiled in the semen of three dozen pedophiles.

I went in last Monday to have my computer fixed, and it still hasn't been sent to the Apple Repair Center. It's been a week, and I am a very pissed off student without a computer.

Cock gobblers, every one of them.

I'm going to Simutek now.

Electronic Karma

I think all the bad mojo from taking apart every electronic thing I could get my hands on as a kid is starting to catch up with me.

The logic board on my iBook failed. This is the replacement from when my original logic board crapped out. No laptop. No Mac delectablity for Ryan, just the PCs he can access through work (which is where I'm writing this).

And my iPod is failing too. I have to restart it more than I ought to in order to get it out of a freeze or to get it to actually play music. Why, Stevey? Why must your products forsake me in my time of need? I need the warm loving glow of Apple's warm loving glow to sustain me.

If I'm not a complete slacker, I'll say something about midterms and NaNo later.

And I am a complete slacker, so don't hold out a whole lot of hope.