DylanTeague

I've already written up two journals earlier about this damned thing, and now that it's all come full circle, I thought it would be appropriate to have another followup. There it lay, with its back cover torn off, acting as nothing more than a $1,200 paperweight. Without its power jack, it is useless -- its most crucial piece, the first to perish. It happened while I was in the middle of working on art, of course, with a few good hours in. Then, the screen flickered to black, leaving behind small fragments of a glitched image that faded quickly. I realized that it had died inexplicably, without even warning me that the battery was getting l