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ivybgreenflower) wrote2005-12-10 05:14 pm
ivybgreenflower) wrote2005-12-10 05:14 pm
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Robert C. Armada
Bob is dead.
Yes, Bob "died" last year. But I always held out hope, because even though he wouldn't turn on, he did make noise and acknowledge the existence of a power supply.
Well, today I took Bob out of his case for the first time in months, and I plugged him in as I had done so many times before.
It was then that I discovered that Bob was... dead.
The story gets sadder though.
My boyfriend and I met in June of 2004 (yes, we have been together for a long time, haven't we? :)). Our very first conversations over AIM were on Bob. Our second conversation lasted, with Bob's aid, until 6 a.m., the first time I'd ever stayed up that late online. In fact, our very first conversation was until 3 a.m., the first time I'd stayed up past 2 online. (So, yes, you can see that we really hit it off... but that's not the point, lol.) The point is, Bob was instrumental in the beginning of our relationship, as he allowed us to spend hours every night that summer and after talking to each other. Without Bob, we never would have had so many of the important conversations and moments we did.
Bob was there when I was 14 and lost my first boyfriend, who sucked now that I think about it, but then it was pretty hard. Bob was there through Sexton, Bob was there through the evil Mrs. Toole.
But it was the late nights that made Bob sick in the first place. Hours of being on without a good working fan overheated the plastic and the insides and turned Bob into a slightly melted blob.
Anyone remember the time ants got inside him?
So today I finally decided it was time to say good bye to someone who was an instrumental part of my life for so long. I put him in the strap in his case, and covered him with the pink fabric I'd been using for a cushion. I zipped it up and said goodbye...
I've found it very difficult to let go... but I did something that would make it a little easier.
Bob has removable keys on his keyboard. I decided to take one or two off as a reminder of the laptop that meant so much. I thought of ctrl-alt-del, and the spacebar, but then I thought of something better.
I chose the 3-# key and the <-, key.
-6:05 PM
Yes, Bob "died" last year. But I always held out hope, because even though he wouldn't turn on, he did make noise and acknowledge the existence of a power supply.
Well, today I took Bob out of his case for the first time in months, and I plugged him in as I had done so many times before.
It was then that I discovered that Bob was... dead.
The story gets sadder though.
My boyfriend and I met in June of 2004 (yes, we have been together for a long time, haven't we? :)). Our very first conversations over AIM were on Bob. Our second conversation lasted, with Bob's aid, until 6 a.m., the first time I'd ever stayed up that late online. In fact, our very first conversation was until 3 a.m., the first time I'd stayed up past 2 online. (So, yes, you can see that we really hit it off... but that's not the point, lol.) The point is, Bob was instrumental in the beginning of our relationship, as he allowed us to spend hours every night that summer and after talking to each other. Without Bob, we never would have had so many of the important conversations and moments we did.
Bob was there when I was 14 and lost my first boyfriend, who sucked now that I think about it, but then it was pretty hard. Bob was there through Sexton, Bob was there through the evil Mrs. Toole.
But it was the late nights that made Bob sick in the first place. Hours of being on without a good working fan overheated the plastic and the insides and turned Bob into a slightly melted blob.
Anyone remember the time ants got inside him?
So today I finally decided it was time to say good bye to someone who was an instrumental part of my life for so long. I put him in the strap in his case, and covered him with the pink fabric I'd been using for a cushion. I zipped it up and said goodbye...
I've found it very difficult to let go... but I did something that would make it a little easier.
Bob has removable keys on his keyboard. I decided to take one or two off as a reminder of the laptop that meant so much. I thought of ctrl-alt-del, and the spacebar, but then I thought of something better.
I chose the 3-# key and the <-, key.
-6:05 PM
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That's so cute.
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bob