Hi
As this is my first post here's a little poem I wrote, to help you keep your cool...Well, that's the theory.
I'm a mobile, PC-whisperer in the mornings (and a writer in the afternoons) so I had no trouble coming up with the idea!
Enjoy...
YOUR SICK PCThere sits your stuffed computer.
Evil look upon its face.
"I'll give a hard time," it says.
"I'm putting you in your place."
"No need to do a thing," it says.
"Please -- leave everything to me.
I've decided that I'm the dog...
and you're certainly the tree."
