When life gives you lemons. . . Go to the Happiest Place on Earth!

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Completely distracted. Completely. Because I'm in mourning. Or maybe I'm in denial. They say you do crazy things when you're in denial. . .

My PC has died an ugly, bloody death. Here is his carcass, sitting impotently on my floor.

I did call someone to come and retrieve my documents and memory, but it's still pretty dead.

I don't know why I found that so funny. I laughed and laughed in a kind of high-pitched maniacal cackle that gave away my frenetic state of mind. Then I just turned it into a Monty Python sketch in my mind and it became tolerable.

'E's passed on!

This PC is no more!

He has ceased to be!

'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker!

'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace!

If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies!

'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig! 'E's kicked the bucket, '

e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!!

THIS IS AN EX-PC!!

What was I to do? I was so unhappy. And it was raining to boot. It was as if the universe had conspired to ruin my day. And because the day was already shot, well, heck, let's just call the cousins and make an adventure out of it.

So we went to Disneyland. (this is flawless logic to a crazed person, but that's not important right now.) It was pouring rain. And it was the Best Day Ever! It was not even a little crowded because of that whole rain thing, but hey, I was so over any fear of getting soaked to the skin. Besides, I was in a frenzy of denial over the death of my beloved PC.