So Sunday my 10 yr laptop fan gave up the ghost. Hearing it's last gasps of life earlier that day and attempting primitive pop culture folklore remedies was to no avail. Yesterday the replacement fan came in and I was like WOO HOO, just in time for school. Only to open the package to a prophetic warning place upon the package to find that it was indeed the wrong part. In my state of discontent hiked over to the local electronics mega store to shop what my options were. Wasn't until, today that I discovered all the required parts to have a working PC up and running were already here... it was
had to stop to clean the keyboard... it was gross in one spot...
Which I find funny knowing how I would adventure through storm drains, dumpsters, and waist high channel run off thinking it was the best fucking time... playing a game that I would come to understand not personally but well versed in the horrors of reality even if fictionalized or dramatized there are resources on the internet, especially during the 90's days of it's infancy. The internet is a free market of ideas, some pleasant, some not.
Looks like no Cure show...
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