A desperate plea...

  

My dearest computer,

I love you. I do. You've been so good to me, through thick and thin, in sickness and in health near death experiences. Your keys are so smooth and clickey. I'm sorry I've been putting them through so much wear and tear lately. I don't like spending hours transcribing tediously boring interviews either. We're almost there, though, computer, ALMOST THERE! We just need to finish out this month and then the next month and then we should be in the clear! Please, please, please, just hold on for a little bit longer...

Love,

Me