OMG! Heh heh. It's been forever since I've had the heart go online. My computer was caput about three months ago. I was sans-cash at the time, and had to wait till I could get it fixed. Those were hard times, but then I DID take it in to a place called America's Computers, and they were SPECIFICALLY told to save my pictures, music and documents before reformatting the hard drive. When I picked it up two days later, everything was gone. My art, photos, poems, short stories, not-so-short stories... Now I know I should have backed it up but it would all still be here if it weren't for the idiot they let fuck up my computer. What, was he the boss's son? WHY THE FUCK IS RANDY THE RETARD OR WHATEVER NOT FUCKING FIRED? Well, I'm over it now, and am all about backing up my shit, and also all about never going back to the pit of endless sorrows that is America's Computers. Teh End.

Hi Jen. Welcome to DA.

Orson Scott Card is awesome. He and Frank Herbert are my two favorite fiction authers.

Cheers.

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