I've been reading books on the Metro to and from work. Last night, I was reading my newest book:
Anyway, last night I was sitting on the couch with my laptop open, reading Shutter Island. Blake was watching the Heat-Thunder game. All of a sudden he looked over at me on the couch and said,
"You're going to die."
And then got up and walked across the living room!! I was so freaked out! I was like, "What?" and he didn't respond, so then I was like, "WHAT??"
He turned around with the computer charger in his hand. "You're computer. It's about to die."
I need to dial back the hysteria. And stop reading scary books after dark :)