Saturday, 2004-01-24
crash of '04
Last nite, my laptop attempted suicide by jumping from a couch armrest. Luckily, it didn't entirely succeed. Other than the LCD being shot and some damage to the chasis, all seems to be well. If you're asking how, I'm typing on its keyboard and video output is to Gemma's monitor, not mine.
After all this mess — and the hard realization that I'll have to spend more than a cool thou to get portibility back — I've decided to get an Apple iBook. And join the Cult of Mac.