My iPhone started its stealthy decline in life this week, and just this morning my MacBook Pro started dying too. I only recently converted to Appledom so this is the first time I’m actually experiencing Apple stuff dying. It’s not pleasant.
I’m using my husband Davy’s Mac to send this SOS blog. My original blog is now trapped inside my Mac, and I can’t access any of my writing because the trackpad isn’t working. With no usb mouse in the house I’m frustrated and left typing on this damed AZERTY keyboard belonging to Davy. I’m also recovering from an all-nighter partying it up with my husband just last night. Hung-over doesn’t even begin to describe my current state.
If I could make this blog cry like I’m crying inside, then I would. But I can’t, so you’ll just have to believe just how incredibly dramatic I’m acting right now. Wish me luck that me and my Mac gets our shit together soon.
I can’t stand all these bad apples!