Added a desktop cap to the “of the now” thingee on the side. I can honestly say that it does not begin to capture the true obsessive horror of my computer.

No…no, that can not truly be understood until you encounter an error, and La’s voice comes over the speakers telling you that “I get no love.” Or you empty the recycle bin to the sound of, “Well, there’s no accounting for taste.” Or upon shutdown, you are wished “Goodnight, and sweet dreams.” Or the “Music of My Heart” Lance screen saver.

We’re not even going into the three albums’ worth of Nsuck mp3s, we’re really not.