Staticfree Blog

My power supply on my main workstation blew. This is never a happy thing, especially when futile attempts to replace its fuse result in funny smells and little popping sounds. It's always strange: I leave, on vacation or somesuch, and Just after I do, some computer vital to our network (or more importantly: vital to me getting at my information) dies. I think they must get lonely without either Ryan or myself.

Ah well, thanks to my generous neighbor, Bitch, I have a replacement power supply to borrow until I can scrounge enough money up to buy one.