My mother placed my scanner in a precarious position not long ago, and guess what happened? It fell, it broke, and I have to get another one before I can do anything else! To top it off, the ancient artifact I call a computer keeps overheating and shutting off every time I try to use my art software, so I need to either repair or replace it... I'm hoping for the latter. I could use something shiny, and lacking the coffee stains and cigarrette burns reflective of my mom's endless hours spent wasting good technology on solitaire. As a side note, I turned 18 on the 20th, so my life is now a swirling torrent of misery and frustration. I cur