Tomorrow is my anniversary – 3 years.
(This is Tucker right before I met him)
It’s been the best 3 years of my life. (How cliche is that?)
When I met Tucker, we were both in college. The first time I saw him was at his fraternity house; my sorority sister introduced us. I remember thinking that he was the guy I was going to marry.
After three months of chasing his ass, I finally convinced him that he thought I was a cool chick and after a year and a half, we got married. (That’s a very truncated version, but whatever.)
Tucker has brought a sense of permanence to my life which I was sorely missing. He makes me defend my opinions and supports me 100%. Not to mention the fact that he gave me the Divine Ms. Caroline.
So Tucker, if you read this, thank you.
The Adventures of the “New Steve”.
So, Steve (my PS3), has been sick for about three weeks. I called Sony and they sent us a box/coffin for Steve and we shipped him off to Sony Land to be put out of his misery.
Seven to ten business days later, “New Steve” came into our lives. New Steve sucks just as much as Old Steve did. In fact, we have it on pretty good authority that New Steve is in fact Old Steve; Sony thought that the problem was Steve not loading games and that wasn’t true.
The issue was that Steve’s wireless controller only allows you to get to the load screen of Oblivion and then refuses to work. He’s basically a tease…lets you get only so far and then refuses to put out. Sorry, Steve, but you know it’s true.
Tucker called Sony back on Friday and they’re sending us another box/coffin. Hopefully this “New Steve” will actually do his job.