Well, my DVD player died yesterday. It almost made me cry. OK, not really. But it should have. I love movies. A lot. It pained me to discover that the DVDs could no longer be read in my DVD player. Curses!
It's a quiet Saturday night here at the front desk. It's at times like these that I actually do wish stuff would happen. Just to give me something to do, you know? I DID, however, get to help Andy take appart a laptop. That was exciting. We didn't really know what we were doing, which made it even more eventful. Something was all messed up with the hard drive, so we were going to check on it. We never could get to the hard drive because the only screw that got stripped was the one holding the hard drive in place. The computer's like 15 years old or something. We trashed it.
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Ben, you know that you always have me to get you through this horrific point in your life. You can borrow mine if you need to.
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