A plague on both your houses, web-ernet fiends! : comments.
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The Traumatic Spider Incident was the time when I was up extra-late studying with my laptops balanced on my lap. I saw a huge spider crawling up my leg, freaked out, and dropped my laptop, breaking the bulb behind the screen. I had to shine a flashlight at the screen and try to e-mail the document I was working on to myself so I could still get it done by 5 p.m. that afternoon when it was due. The fact that it was about four in the morning, I hadn't slept in days, and I might have hallucinated the spider didn't make me feel any better.
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I wish you victory in your Battle to Slay the Insidious Webernet Virus.
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And anyway, I have plenty of Martha over here in my stubborn no-spinoffs-yet corner, so there.
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The repairs were covered by the warranty, and I only had to spend a few days laptopless, so in retrospect it wasn't that bad. But I never did find that spider. 8(