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So... I get home from an awesome con, unpack the important stuff, get some water, and generally prepare to unwind online for a while before sleep. I sit down, turn my computer on...
-- and something BLOWS OUT in Schala's back, complete with sparks and a loud fizzling noise. Following this is a smell of burnt plastic and the complete inability to turn Schala back on.
Sooooo, borrowing my mom's laptop for a while. O_O;;;;
Man, and I was hoping to upload my photos and everything. Nothing looks fried in Schala's innards, so it was probably just her power supply deciding to have a spectacular Fourth of July failure. We won't know until tomorrow night when Dad can get a new power supply in.
Meh. I needed sleep anyway.
-- and something BLOWS OUT in Schala's back, complete with sparks and a loud fizzling noise. Following this is a smell of burnt plastic and the complete inability to turn Schala back on.
Sooooo, borrowing my mom's laptop for a while. O_O;;;;
Man, and I was hoping to upload my photos and everything. Nothing looks fried in Schala's innards, so it was probably just her power supply deciding to have a spectacular Fourth of July failure. We won't know until tomorrow night when Dad can get a new power supply in.
Meh. I needed sleep anyway.