He's dead, Jim.
My dear Fujitsu Lifebook P-2046 has passed on. It lasted me for a good four years, and had only a single failing: the power jack on the back, where its power cable plugs in. Looking at a few different forums about the Lifebook, it’s a known problem. Well, except for the Fujitsu service center in Northern Ireland, where I sent it for repair to solve exactly that problem. (Not able to charge the battery consistently, and had to wiggle or wrestle with the plug or hold it at an angle to register any power on the system. They blamed the AC adapter and couldn’t reproduce the problem. It’s happened to hundreds of others, yet somehow Fujitsu didn’t know about it??)
I’d had my desires distracted by another laptop, and I think the Lifebook could figure it out. This was a wonderful laptop—small, light, able to do everything I needed, and withstood countless airline flights and tossing around in the awesome satchel given to me by E’s dad and step-mom.
Alas, this laptop is no more! He has ceased to be! ‘E’s expired and gone to meet ‘is maker! ‘E’s a stiff! Bereft of life, ‘e rests in peace! ‘Is metabolic processes are now ‘istory! ‘E’s off the twig! ‘E’s kicked the bucket, ‘e’s shuffled off ‘is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisibile!
THIS IS AN EX-LAPTOP!
Ahem.
Farewell, lisa-the-laptop. The last computer I’ll have named after Lisa Simpson; the first was 14 years ago when I was given the first Solaris box at Cygnus as my desktop machine. Based on her unchanging age, this means Lisa Simpson is technically now old enough to live on her own and buy Duff Beer.
