Ready for the weekend

On a lighter note, Paul, the one who made me cringe when he asked if he could install my new ram, actually managed to install it for me while I was at work. After I thought I fried my computer, I got a call from him telling me he actually got it to work. I thought he was pulling my leg, but when he started to tell me my computer’s most intimate details, including “2.5 gigs of DDR SDRAM,” I realized he wasn’t just making stuff up!

I know I shouldn’t have doubted him when he asked to help me out, but it’s not that I didn’t think he could do it. I just handle my computer delicately, while Paul just kind of clomps around like a man. Next time I will save myself the headache and just tell him to do it.

Happy 21st birthday to my favorite person in the whole world, Lesta McBloodypiss.

Also, thank you Kris for voting in the contest, the one that is still open that you should go vote in.

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