That's Right, A

It's Official

My computer hates me.

Join the line, buddy.

That's Right, I'm on break

Which means what, kiddies?

That's right. Big golden star for you. I work.

However, it's work without going to school. Which means three-quarters of the stress is taken out of my life. I really wish this computer wasn't half-cocked. It would be nice to actually be able to go to myspace without getting the "illegal operation: must shut down" message.

Granted, myspace isn't exactly the paragon of virtue, but it's getting to be a mite ridiculous.

It's only Monday.

Glorious.

(I am actually being serious, not A)Psycho-killer or B)sarcastic psycho-killer)