My mouse is broken, not the pet, not the uninvited kind, the one that sits on the right of my keyboard. It is a little less than responsive to my requests, it is behaving erratically and in general reminds me of an ex-girlfriend who I just may blog about.
More than anything else it is freaking irritating.
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
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You can always scare it straight with a cat
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