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[turps]

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 ;)

Comments

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Oh man, that's an incredibly generous offer, but are you sure? I never expected anything like this.

I'd love it, because I'm missing mine so much and it's only been a day. I just feel I'm taking advantage or something.

But thank you! You made me speechless, that doesn't happen often on here *g*

[chrismm.livejournal.com]

Absolutely! Email me your contact info, and I'll send it off. I'm at chrismm at cqmail dot net.

I've been trying to figure out what to do with it anyway--even though it works great, no-one wants to buy it because of its age. And I just hate throwing things that work away. So this is perfect!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Done :)