Disclaimer: I love my computer.
It's my baby. In a fire, I would save my computer after my family and my cat. So, yeah, this thing is way up the list of loved things in my life, which makes me feel a bit guilty. It's wrong to love an object, right? But it means a lot to me. It was my graduation present in grade twelve. I completed my first full-length novel on it. We have pulled many an all-nighter together working on school work. It has all my photos, my thoughts, my musings, my writing; losing my computer would be like losing an entire record of my life, not to mention hours and hours of work.
However, like all children, my computer can get sick. I think it possibly has computer cancer (I am eternally grateful that my computer is sick rather than my friends or family, though... no disrespect against people with cancer because clearly that sucks 9 999 999 999 999 999 999% more than a sick computer). Anyway, about every ten minutes, my computer crashes. This means that getting work done has been tough.
I already took it to one hospital - I mean, repair shop. They failed to properly diagnose it. I don't understand how, when it crashes every ten minutes, but they tried their best. The point is, my poor baby now needs to go see another specialist, and I'm crossing my fingers. Replacing this baby would be a very sad thing. I'm hoping she can be saved, but it seems likely that it's the RAM drive. In other words, for a computer, terminal cancer. Here's hoping I can figure out how to back this baby up.
In short, I'm extremely frustrated, and I hope this is resolved soon. In the meantime, at least Mark is a superhero (see my last post for details). ;)
Cheers,
-Laura
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