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So, the computer has been returned safely to my home. It blew up a few days ago and by blew up I mean the fan broke... or something. Living in such a hicktown I half expected the computer to be repaired with duct tape and bits of gum, but it looks completely normal and works great. My mum's a bit angry that we had to get it fixed AGAIN but the thing's five years old and I'm lucky to own anything that I don't break/lose within a year and a half.

It's a beautiful day out and I want to enjoy it but my roommate will not leave her bed. I'm left with the options of:
(A) Jumping on her bed until she wakes up and forcing her to go downtown with me

or

(B) Watching Dawson's Creek alone in my bed with my cat (who had been missing for days but finally came back!)

Let's see what happens.

Edit:

Update to say:

Holy crap, Dawson's mom went into labour.

Also, my roommate sucks and my life is dull. Boo-urns. O well.