Bloody Curse
So over the years of watching my experiences come to fruition, I have concluded the following about my life.
I am CURSED.
Oh sure, God loves me, but i that think when he was drawing up the plans for the blueprint that is me, he added the stipulation: “Mitchell shall love computers, and computers shall hate him. Thus saith the LORD. Hahaha Sucka’…”
Seriously, I love computers, and if civil unions were legalized, I would marry my computer. Too bad that won’t happen. But it always seems that Murphy’s Law is in full force when it comes to computer problems and my uncanny discovery of them. “If something bad is going to happen, it will happen in the worst possible way.” Namely, it will happen to me.
I’ve gone through countless reformats, replacements, restarts, that it boggles the mind.
It’s almost like clockwork: I purchase some geekware, and 3 months later its broken or breaking. Just yesterday I had to reformat my computer. and I spent the WHOLE day doing it too… even when all my classmates are busy working on incomprehensible, esoteric problem sets that are p.chem.
Help a cursed guy out, and buy me a computer. Alienware, por favor.