I love Gina, I do. I would walk through fire for her. I would crawl over broken glass. I'd throw my body in front of a speeding bullet for her.
Apparently I'd do just about anything for her except return her beautiful wonderful tiny little laptop to her.
I have had it since January, and other than sending it home for one brief visit, it hasn't left my hot little hands, despite her repeated reminders that she needed it back. I had it all packed up to go when she had to cancel her out of town plans due to a looming book deadline, so I immediately saved it from a fate worse than
Sacramento death and clutched it to my loving bosom once again.
Tonight my strategy finally paid off and she said I can keep it forever and ever! Oh, oh, Gina's tiny laptop and I will be so happy together for all eternity! We are like Wesley and Buttercup! Xena and Gabrielle! Oh tiny laptop how I love thee!
Thank you, Gina!
In other news, my desktop got very very sick and was in the hospital this weekend. It's home now, recuperating. I have lost at least one month's worth of email, probably for all time. Sob.