I got a new power supply,

But

The

Ded

One

Refuses

To

Give up

The

Ghost!

I cannot get

All

The shit

I had plugged into

it unplugged!

I

Am even

Bleedin’

Over

This

Bullshite

Why

is

My Life

So

Fuckin’

Difficult?

It should be

a

Simple

Thing

To

Replace

A

Fuckin’

Comp

Power

Supply!

But

Oh No!

God

Must get

Involved

And

Fuk

Wid me!

Now

My

Finger is

Bleedin’

And I have

Been

Tranported

To

A

State of

Pissed

Off I had

Hoped

To

Never

Re-Visit! Jesus H. Fukkin’ Christ!

And I still cannot find my fucin’ screw-driver!

Had to borrow one from My Love!

My Cynthia!!!!

I am reposting this simply because I want her to see it. I don’t even know if she has a computer “Simply For Cynthia (Esoteric Post—Don’t Bother)” She is about to drive me to the booze store (I asked if she would—I won’t drive drunk—don’t wanna acidrntally kill some innocent one. Cynthia said she would drive me in my car–she don’t have a car. She is such ‘good people’. I love her!

I Am So EXCITED!

Someone do this Cowboy a Solid

and shoot me in the fucking head!

Here is yet one more mystery of my universe:

I built this mother-fucking computer!

I spared no exspeses!

Used only state-of-th-art components!

How the fuck does a 400 dollar power supply just decide to commit sucicide?

Someone Riddle me that

Batman!