The CD burner is out to spite me. It's been rocking along today with relatively no problems, mostly simple stuff I can handle on my own. Shauna goes to meet up with a pal at Don Pablo's for lunch, and BAM! The burner has a coniption that I am not educated, certified, or cleared to handle.
Stupid hand-something (Do CD burners have a gender?) of Satan!
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