Godspeed, old friend

My poor beleagered mistreated Powerbook G4 (aka “TiBook” because it’s made out of titanium) is sick. I came home from work yesterday to find the battery at 6% charge, and no way of charging it up. With either my charger, Vicki’s iBook charger or the car charger, it runs fine but the charged percentage never goes up or down. If I run it off the battery, it dies immediately.
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I had a dream.

Or rather, I had two dreams. Last night. Which isn’t all that unusual – what is unusual is that I remember them this morning. Usually when I wake up in the morning, I try and remember my dreams but I can feel them slip out of my grasp like trying to catch a fish with your bare hands. And as they’re slipping away completely, what spells the final doom is that Vicki tries to tell me what she dreamt about that night. I’m so incoherent in the morning that it’s a wonder I can find my way to the toilet some times.
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