Don't get me started

I haven't been inspired to blog this week. Usually a photo inspires me, but lately my photos have been rather...incapacitated...so haven't been able to use them for my posts. You see, my computer is an utterly useless piece of rubbish. Which is why I blog on my lunchbreak instead of at home in the first place.

I love my IBook. Has it EVER crashed? NO! Has it EVER needed to be reformatted? NO! Has it EVER has a virus? NO! Not even one! My stupid PC, on the other hand, catches more bugs than those blue flourescent bug zappers on a hot summer evening.

Right after reformatting it, it works great. Then, it won't start if there's a CD in the drive. Then, it won't start if anything's plugged into the USB port. Then, it won't start if the modem's on. Then it won't start unless you are standing on one foot with the other twisted pretzel-like around the back, your left arm at 47 degrees northwest, and your right ring finger pressing the power switch with exactly 3.6234 pounds of pressure.

Now it won't turn on.

Unfortunately, we didn't back up stuff early enough, so last night, we had the tedious task of transferring all the photos that aren't backed up to the Mac, because we know that IN THE MAC, IT IS SAFE! (If you don't learn anything else from this post, remember that one point).
I say "we" were transferring photos, but I mainly meant "Colin". I was scrapbooking at the table in the same room. I'd look over at Colin, who was crouched down over the keyboard, pressing F8 so fast I could barely see his finger. I'm guessing that's how you start in Safe Mode. Because "Able-to-use-the-computer" mode obviously isn't working.

It's only a matter of time before we re-format AGAIN. Like, two days? Either that or drop kick it off the roof.

This wasn't even supposed to be a post about how much I hate my computer! I guess I got carried away. I'll compose myself, then compose the message I initially intended to. Stay tuned for more positive words!