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Thursday
Oct082009

Cock Pots and Dead Computers

Oh damn, y'all. My computer is dying. It's on life support at the moment and I can't bring myself to pull the plug as a dead computer brings on a whole host of dilemmas. Is a computer a necessity? Because they're really expensive. I mean, I do much more on here than blog. Really, I do! I edit photos and make videos into the wee hours and I have a bunch of crock pot recipes that I use which reminds me I still haven't told you how much I want to hump my crock pot. I just typed cock pot by mistake and then spent a few minutes envisioning exactly what a cock pot would look like. Would it be empty, just waiting to be filled with cocks and if so what would the pot look like? Or is it a big pot already stuffed with cocks of all nationalities and sizes? And again, what would be the best design for a pot stuffed with cocks? Simple? Elaborate and ritzy? If you know me at all you know which scenario immediately popped into my mind. Also, did you notice how I said stuffed with cocks up there? That made me laugh and I wanted to bring it to your attention in case you missed it.

I am typing here with much trepidation because sometimes the computer is just like, you again? All the time with you and the typing... and then it shuts off. Just like that. It thinks it's so smart but I better quit typing about it in case it turns its restless computer eyeball this way and decides to shut down for about the thousandth time this morning. NICE COMPUTER. GOOD COMPUTER. LOVE THE COMPUTER. There. That might buy me a few more minutes here.

But if when the computer dies (NICE COMPUTER, GOOD COMPUTER) what do I do? Is that really a scenario to break into the emergency fund? I'm thinking no but damn, people. We've already shut off the cable. No cable and no computer? What's next, no alcohol? Now that would be seriously fucked up. I have to go now while the computer is still willing to display my recipe for chicken curry. I've got a cock pot to stuff.