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Poor Jordon is no more. Jordan is my pocket PC. I loved him, he was crammed full of stories which I'd read when I was out or in bed, anywhere really. He was silver with a big colour screen. A screen that just wasn't enough protection when a nine year old bony knee landed on it. He's all smashed inside, the ink splattered across the screen. It was an accident so I'm not mad or anything just missing him. Especially as there's no way I can afford a new one right now. I'm hoping our household insurance will cover him but right now I'm not hopeful about that. RIP Jordan, you'll be missed :(
In other news I've been writing at fic_requests again Nsync with my little ponies. It's crackfic which will never be posted anywhere else, but it kept me amused this morning. It's here about half way down if anyone wants to see *g*
Okay, I go now ;)
In other news I've been writing at fic_requests again Nsync with my little ponies. It's crackfic which will never be posted anywhere else, but it kept me amused this morning. It's here about half way down if anyone wants to see *g*
Okay, I go now ;)