I has a brocken cumpatta
My computer is broken. I have gone through enough emotional stages to make Elizabeth Kubler Ross proud. It's stuffed for the time being. I cannot even generate a lolcatz image to express my sorrow appropriately to the blogging world.
Grumpily I resort to pen and paper. Piles of written work in draft or outline pile up. I don't know how to deal with physical copies of a draft any more!
I will be back. Soon.