Jorge, Jorge, how well I love thee!

It took a while, but I finally have my new computer (again). One that I can actually write on! I won't go into the gory details, but never buy an HP computer unless you want to get third degree burns. Which, I mean... that might be your thing, and that's cool, but I don't like to burn my fingers when all I really want is to write hot hot wingsex.

So behold, the new love of my life, Jorge!



A Dell Latitude E5410. I admit, he's not the sexiest thing in the world, but he IS functional. Or I think he is. The problem that sent him back to Dell - a faulty RAM slot - is not one that I can properly assess at the moment because the screw holding the bottom of the laptop on is screwed in so tight I'm afraid of stripping it so I can't pop my RAM in and IT IS EXTREMELY FRUSTRATING, but I digress. More importantly, he is named after Jorge Luis Borges, my favorite author of the past few years. This makes him the best laptop in the world! I can only hope Borges's corpse is not spinning in its grave.

Astute - or rather ridiculously well-read - readers will have already noted that my Ellora's Cave Quickie, Stairway to Heaven, took vague but essential inspiration from Borges' account of the A Bao A Qu in his Book of Imaginary Beings. I have no regrets. T. S. Eliot said I could.

And now... TO WRITING. AT LAST.