Priscilla died a LOUD and painful death this morning at 3:47 am.
I awoke to a loud screeching sound at 3 something in the morning. At first I panicked thinking it was one of the kids. Once I realized it wasn't, I let some foul words flow as I stumbled to the monitors to see which one needed to be beat to chips....but it wasn't a monitor! WTF? I put on my big girl panties and slowly opened the bedroom door, very slowly peeking around the corner. When I didn't see an intruder I scanned the room to see where that terrible sound could be coming from.
Oh no!!! It was Priscilla!!! I tried turning her off or on...something! Nothing worked. In a panic to stop the sound I took out her battery pack, and, silence (I won't even tell you what my plan to put her out of her misery next was)....Poor Priscilla.
May her first life rest in peace. Thank goodness computers have three lives or something like that!
