Shit.

Well, I broke my computer. My dad is trying to fix it, but it's still going through "self repair" so I don't know how long that will take. I can only hope that the pop I spilled on it is all gone....

Here's how I broke it so I wont get 30 comments asking:

The computer usually sits in front of me on a desk lap on my bed. I was trying to get down so I could take some stuff downstairs, but my foot caught on the cord that connects the computer to the outlet, and the computer and I went tumbling down onto the floor yeah, ouch). I also succeeded in knocking a can of diet coke ONTO and INTO the keys.

So I don't know if it was the fall or the pop (probably the pop) that broke it, all I know is that this day really sucked.

I'm on my old laptop (the one I also broke, but by using it nonstop, bending the cord in one direction all the time, and making it overheat) right now, so I can't really do much, other than write poetry and Unexpected because I save that on blogspot... Uh, so not much from me unless my computer is fixed soon. (oh gosh, I hope everything is still saved on it!).

I also think I scared everyone away from here with all my bitching. >_>