I wasn't in a good mood to begin with because I was listening to a sermon by a guy whose church I would rather attend than the one I go to now. I should have been excited to hear the sermon, but instead I was miffed to be stuck in our languishing church.
It's an ugly attitude. I own it. Jesus and I are working through it.
I decided to take my computer upstairs so I could get a shower and climb in bed and finish listening to the sermon. I pulled the earbuds out of my ears and laid them across the keyboard, lightly closed the screen, and walked up stairs. I put the laptop at the foot of my bed and then took a shower and got into my favorite jammies and snuggled down under the covers. I grabbed the laptop, opened it up, and probably would have shrieked but for the mercy of denial. That can't be a cracked screen. Seriously. SERIOUSLY! SERIOUSLY? SERIOUSLY?!!!
Shut down and battery removal cure all curable ills. This one was obviously incurable.
So my laptop is on life-support, connected to the desktop monitor. I have a zip-drive for back-up. I'm in the market for a new laptop. MacBook Pro or Air. My Macvisers encourage me to hold out to see what the new Airs bring. It's not like I actually have money to spend on a new computer for a couple of weeks anyway.
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