This a poem dedicated to getting your computer fixed:
If you can't tell, I took my computer in to get some much needed TLC before I threw it out a window out of frustration. I got the callback Sunday that nothing is wrong with the hard drive, so they restored it to Leopard. Meanwhile I ordered some RAM to upgrade that mess before I put Snow Leopard/Lion on it. Three times the power, baby! I will keep you informed of the results, my friends. Try to be patient.
Oh computer, you fickle fiend,
Why are you so slow?
Why are you so mean?
You are only four,
Not yet old
And replacing you would make me oh so poor.
So I will deliver you
To a genius at the Apple store
Who will perform a critical review
And get back to me by phone.
In a few days I will be informed
Whether you will survive or never come home.
If you can't tell, I took my computer in to get some much needed TLC before I threw it out a window out of frustration. I got the callback Sunday that nothing is wrong with the hard drive, so they restored it to Leopard. Meanwhile I ordered some RAM to upgrade that mess before I put Snow Leopard/Lion on it. Three times the power, baby! I will keep you informed of the results, my friends. Try to be patient.
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