Unfortunately, my computer died. We already had this love-hate relationship with each other.
I was the humans, she the aliens. I was Julius Cezar and she was Brutus on hard mode armed with a mini gun. I was Dante and she, Virgil leading down the layers of my filing system. We were Columbus and Vasco Da Gama, exploring the vast reaches of the internet. I was the immortal Achilles, and she the army of Troy. I the hero, she the villain. I the villain she the hero. She would win some battles, and I would win others. But at the end of the day we both sat down and worked together, hand in hand, to write that paper. Or maybe publish that RRT post. But my computer looked out for me and said "go enjoy the flowers" I shall sacrifice myself so that you can finish that book, go for walk, enjoy the weather. With this realization she gave the ultimate sacrifice. She died and left me with a terrifying BSoD. I shall never forget that sacrifice till tomorrow. Then I shall order the broken part. In the meantime I guess I shall read that book. I also might not be able to get out posts as often. My deepest apologies, fans.