My computer died on Sunday. Yes, I know. Thank you for your sympathies. First my bra and now this. It's been a rough couple of weeks.
I was typing an email to my good friend Kristen S. Who I would assign an alias, but when she comments she is Kristen S. Anyhoozers, I am typing her an email, probably begging her again to start her own blog, and poof, Blue Screen of Death. Yes, it's really called that. Look it up. So basically, my hard drive is corrupted. Whatever that means. And I need a new one.
But the good news is, my Uberman can fix anything. No really. I keep him around because he is so handy. And he makes the best steak you will ever eat. And he's pretty hot. So there you go. So he is working on my computer as I type this. Which I am typing on his computer. Which is new and fancy and way cooler than my computer. Maybe he'll trade me? Probably not.
But what would I do without my Uberman? My best friend. The guy who fixes stuff. And lifts heavy things. And knows everything about computers and electronic thingamajigs. He's pretty awesome. And he's trying to fix my computer quickly because he knows I am going to hog his until it is fixed. Dude, we are at the beginning of NaBloPoMo here. There's no time for messing around with blue screens of death.
Hey! Maybe Uberman will do a guest post this month?? Wouldn't that be fun?? So I need all of you reading this to tell him in the comments how much you would love to hear from him.
I'll leave y'all with that for now. I am going to go use my persuasive skills to get him to agree to guest post. And when I say persuasive skills, I mean bake him cookies. Get your minds out of the gutter people. William, I am looking at you.