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On the Triumphant Return of my [Donna] Noble labtop
So I’m not the kind of person who names their car and their computer and their phone and their iPod…just never relly bothered/felt the need to.
And then my computer died. Its all a very long, complicated story, but the short version is that I woke up on Wednesday morning, went to turn on my computer, and it would not turn on. Well, it would turn on, but it would not boot up properly so that it could actually be used. So if you were wondering why I wasn’t on tumblr [if you noticed I wasn’t on tumblr], that’s why. I was basically living in the library, and I can’t properly use tumblr in the libarary. Especially since I follow Bohemea & Suicide Blonde.
So after the thought “I MISS MY LAPTOP SO MUCH!” ran through my head for the 8,000th time in 12 hours, I decided that my computer deserved a name, even if my computer had to be named posthumously.
Thankfully, that did not have to be the case. My computer has been returned to me, though its not quite the same [yet], which just makes its new name even more fitting.
When I decided that my laptop deserved I name, I decided very quickly that it should be named after Donna Noble, without really knowing why. Then, once I thought about it, I realized how perfect it was.
My computer is a good computer. I may not treat her well, because she’s slow or uncooperative, or decided to turn off at random times, but she gets the job done, and she usually gets it done well. I may not always act like it, but I’m very attached to her. I may dream about replacing her, about upgrading to a newer model or to a Mac, but I also always assume that she’ll be there if I need her. I thought we’d be together forever! Then Wednesday morning came, and I thought I was going to lose her forever. It was a very stressful few days, and it took a lot of tweaking, but she is back with me now, though in a slightly altered state. There’s certain things I can’t do to her now, so I have to be careful, and there are certain things that aren’t stored in her memory that I would really like to be there. But she if functioning, at least, and hopefully soon the rest will be back, and we can travel the [internet] universe together forever, once again.
If you actually read all of that, I applaud you. If you didn’t that’s cool too.
Anyone else have any melodramatic computer stories to share?
Steven Moffat and his wife Sue have two sons: Louis, aged eight and Joshua, aged ten. So, the target audience for Doctor Who, basically… “Well, Matt was at my house, and Louis asked, ‘Is Matt going to be my Doctor?’ I said, ‘Yes, he is.’ ‘Will he pick me up from school then?’ ‘No, he won’t pick you up from school, he’s just your Doctor.’ ‘Will he take me to the shops then…?’ ‘No!!’
“But then Matt said, ‘Yes, I’ll take him to the shops, that’s fine.’ Sue and I said, ‘No, Matt, you can’t…’ But it was too late, Louis led Matt out to the shops. We later learned that Louis had walked him down the street, and had met some friends from school. Louis was boasting to them,’This is the new Doctor Who,’ and was showing him off, like an acquisition! And poor Matt was just standing there, going, ‘Yes, I’m the new Doctor Who, hello!’”