I'll never forget the day I found this note sitting on the desk.
Oh the wailing.
and the gnashing of teeth.
The terror.
The loneliness.
The laundry and the dishes and the sewing and the reading (how much more I am able to do in a day when the computer is abducted...)
But, the terms were met. (or the term papers were finished, which ever)
And the computer is mine again!
Hurrah!
----
ps - it appears that the same outlaw who hijacked the computer has now taken control of the TV....
10 comments:
LOL! Glad you got the computer back.
Is the outlaw at least cute? :D
ROFL! Isn't it amazing how much we can get done without a computer? :o)
I think I may have that same kind of outlaw at my house. He eats all the ice cream out of the freezer too. Hmph! :D
I'm glad you didn't try to negotiate with the outlaw.
Right? :)
We do not negotiate with terrorists... or whatever.
Glad you're back.
Just don't let them get their hands on the remote.
Whew, I was having tiki hut withdrawls...!
Glad you got your computer back!
Was it your Saturday guest blogger?
I'd love to say something clever, but everyone has already said it all. I think I may need the outlaw to come visit for awhile at my house. ;)
Post a Comment