I'm dying over here.

My laptop died yesterday. Zip. Kapoot. I had used it right before my interview to jot down questions and it was fine. I get home to log on and it won’t start up. I thought maybe the battery was out of power, so I plugged it in. Still nothing. Nothing, plus the smell of burnt plastic. I think my two years of graduate school hell melted not only my brain but my motherboard as well. Super. Without my Powerbook, I feel like my leg has been cut off or something. I am addicted to my computer.

Blah. I’m off to the Apple store.