Shared Computer

Dear New AC adaptor for my laptop:

Please arrive in the mail today. Neither my husband nor I are handling this whole shared computer arrangement very well. I'm finding myself being driven crazy by the monitor that whistles until you hit it, by being trapped in the office if I want to check things, by the lack of my links in the Favourites menu, by the fact that I can't find anything on Chris's computer because he likes to organise it according to his own tastes, and not to where things usually are. And he is being driven crazy by my complaining about his perfectly good computer, by me adding links to his Favourites menu, and by having to share his computer.

We can share a last name, a house, a bank account, food and a bed, but it's unreasonable to make us share a computer. Please arrive today. We're both missing DVDs a lot, too.

Much love,
The Queen of Procrastination (West)