and his name is Blankbaby. Well, actually his name is Scott, but that’s not quite as superhero-y as Blankbaby.
Scott spend more than four hours last night (yes, that’s what I said, 4+ hours!!!) fixing my broken, yet still beloved, iBook. I think I may know owe him some cookies or my first born or something like that. If he doesn’t finish his NaNoWriMo novel, it may well be my fault.
I prostrate myself on the alter of thanks to you, oh great Blankbaby.
You’re welcome! But we aren’t done yet… so thank me when your computer is back to where it was earlier this week.
I have great confidence in your ability to bring it back to it’s former state.
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