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I thought tonight was going to be a nice relaxing night. Had a nice dinner, rain kept the temperature down, and my drive home didn't have the road construction backups that yesterday had.

When I first got home I thought everything was normal, so I got changed, turned on my computer then grabbed some tea while I waited for it to boot up. That's when I noticed something was wrong – that something had changed.

It's not like I thought everything was perfect. Maybe her assets weren't as large as I wanted (and she could tell), and maybe I wasn't turning her on as much as I used to. I would be stupid to think it was going to last forever, but when you have been together this long it's just common courtesy to let a guy know something is wrong – send some kind of signal so he can be prepared.

I didn't get that, she was here last night, and gone when I got home along with all my stuff. At this point I have no idea what she took that I can't replace, but I'm hoping she will see reason and cooperate just long enough for me to get some of my things back.

She totally sucks. I wasn't planing on this. I was even thinking we would do something nice for the weekend and get the video card together we have been wanting for so long. Maybe that was it. We were finally going to do it and she just couldn't handle that kind of commitment.

Hardware. What are you going to do?
Brilliant.

But to complete your post: hardware, can't live with them, can't live without them. :)
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Nirth: Brilliant.

But to complete your post: hardware, can't live with them, can't live without them. :)
I thought about, can't live with them, can't surf the net without'em.
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Nirth: Brilliant.

But to complete your post: hardware, can't live with them, can't live without them. :)
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gooberking: I thought about, can't live with them, can't surf the net without'em.
Shouldn't that be: Can't live with them, can't get the porn I really want without 'em?
A tragic story of love and betrayal..
It really took me a while to figure this out, but actually it is a pretty well written version of this internet find:
Women are like computers...


1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic.

2. Even your smallest mistakes are immediately committed to memory for future reference.

3. The native language used to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else.

4. The message, "Bad command or filename," is about as informative as "If you don't know why I'm mad at you, then I'm certainly not going to tell you."

5. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.