Your Unemployed Daughter

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I have a rather gruesome confession: I am a serial computer killer. Drowning seems to be my favored method of execution, followed by electrocution, and then forcible trauma via a blunt instrument (or floor). Sometimes I intoxicate my victims; sometimes not. It depends what I have in the house.

The thing is, I love computers. Especially my own. I use it daily, even hourly, except when I’m sleeping, and sometimes even then, in my dreams, or if I wake.

So what is this sickness about? Why, every other year or so, must I destroy another innocent machine? Why, oh why, must two things so essential to YUD’s life (liquid sustenance and laptops) be so absolutely terrible for one another?

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