Words: yes, yes and yes
Caffeine: morning cup
Evil Calories: Easter M&Ms
Reality TV: Project Runway reruns
Did I mention that my computer is dying a slow death? S-L-O-O-O-O-O-O-W, meaning, not completely dead yet. It's only mostly dead. It needs to hurry up and run into the light already, because it's totally vamping out and scaring me. Yes, I'm scared of my computer. This can't be healthy. I'm already afraid of my toaster oven, and I have serious trust issues with my hair dryer. I don't need to be manic about another inanimate object. The scary thing about crap-on-a-stick (pet name for my computer) is the noise coming from the hard drive. It's not just channeling my old Plymouth Arrow. It's also making this horrid, high pitched, nails-on-a-chalkboard sound anytime I pick it up. I'm so afraid it's going to implode or burst into flames or slime me or something. That sound can't be good. Anyone ever had their hard drive go poo? Does it make this sound? Or should I be throwing holy water on it?