Iris is my laptop. She’s a Dellbuntu, which may soon become a collector’s item. About two weeks ago, I spilled some tea with sugar on her. She worked for a week after that, but her keyboard died unexpectedly a week later. I know, I know, I should have foreseen it, should have cleaned her, but I thought I was in the clear when she mostly worked fine, until one day the keyboard completely died.

So, now she’s in the shop. I have to wait for the parts from Dell to come across the border, which they tell me will happen this Friday. In the meantime, I’ve been using public and borrowed computers, and this has only reminded me how much I hate every computer except Iris. I personalise her to such degree that it’s uncomfortable for me to use another computer.

This should all change soon, and she should come back to me safe and sound by this Friday. Can’t hardly wait. Sharing computers is unhyegenic. ;-)