Tu disco duro es rompa

I have so much to write about I don't know where to begin.
I may or may not split up my post a little so people will actually read.
So where to begin...
Last Sunday night, my computer asked me if I wanted an update and I press yes.
Then I saw a blue screen of death and my whole screen went black. When I got to the school on Monday I asked Fernando the 'tech dude' to take a look at my computer. He did and told me to pull out the battery for 30 mins and see what happens.
I'm not a computer expert but I know that that doesn't help a thing.  So I did what any Jones girl would do, call my daddy. Actually I texted my husband and told him to get my daddy to call :) I spent about 2 hours on the phone and he told me nothing was wrong with my hard disk its just a software issue.
Fernando told me it was my hard disk, Way to go Fernandito!
When the weekend came around I brought it to Otto, hes been working in computers practically his whole life  and I thought well what the heck. Right there in his office he hooked up one or two things  and the black screen of death had now became back to my regular screen with all my stuff it was like magic. There is probably a very logical explanation but I like to think its magic. Otto asked me to leave him my compy for the week so I did.
I then went out for a manicure, best 12s I ever spent it gave me comfort and made me feel beautiful.