Andy Warhol ate my Scanner!
In the past week, I've slowly realized that all machines are out to get me. From broken monitors, new motherboards in need of repair, and a DVD player that destroys DVD's, it's been hard NOT to notice. And then tonight, as I get ready to scan a bunch of stuff in for this week's update, this happens:
My scanner is either getting experimental on me or is very, very broken.
Update: Sorry about the shape of this week's update, but I got thrown all out of whack by losing my voice to some random bug (illness, not a random insect flying into my throat) and my scanner not wanting to work. I'm not bitter. My karma just keeps kicking me in the crotch. On that note: God bless and see you the hell later.