Thursday, October 18, 2007

Hostage




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!


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ps - it appears that the same outlaw who hijacked the computer has now taken control of the TV....

10 comments:

Butterfly Wife said...

LOL! Glad you got the computer back.

Is the outlaw at least cute? :D

nikko said...

ROFL! Isn't it amazing how much we can get done without a computer? :o)

Suzanne said...

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

No Cool Story said...

I'm glad you didn't try to negotiate with the outlaw.
Right? :)

Tori :) said...

We do not negotiate with terrorists... or whatever.
Glad you're back.

compulsive writer said...

Just don't let them get their hands on the remote.

anna said...

Whew, I was having tiki hut withdrawls...!

utmommy said...

Glad you got your computer back!

muse said...

Was it your Saturday guest blogger?

Amanda said...

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. ;)