Thanks! I might try to write it on this borrowed computer like actually in the AO3 post form so we’ll see how that works out for me. ;D Probably better then trying to write it on my phone, at least.
I totally did hear back from the people at the second computer repair place, and it was actually — gasp! — the next day, just like they promised. It’s going to cost like $20 more than the other place quoted, and they’re going to have to keep my computer for a week because they’ll be ordering in parts (which the first place would also have done, they just waited a week before even doing the ordering the parts thing) so…. it’s terrible, let’s be honest, but I really like the people at the second place and I’m feeling good about the whole situation. I mean, aside from the whole situation sucking just on a basic level. AND thanks to everybody’s Etsy orders I have enough money to actually afford the repairs! Woohoo!
ALSO, I have stickers of my fox and wolf tattoo art on my laptop case, and when I went in to the shop the receptionist loved them, so I told her about how I’d designed them as tattoo art and there are actually people with that art permanently needled into their skin (STILL BLOWS MY MIND), and some other guy who was there waiting for something told me a horrifying story that I must share with you all. He had designed for himself a full sleeve tattoo, with his own original artwork, and he took it in to his tattoo artist and they started the tat itself and were collaborating on the artwork to get it polished up. The guy comes back for his appointment to work on more of the inking of the actual tattoo, and he walks in and the tattoo artist is right at that moment actively engaged in tattooing this guy’s completely original sleeve art ONTO SOME OTHER PERSON. He flips out, and the girl who’s getting the tattoo flips out too, like “You told me this was an original design!” and the guy who drew it is like “Yeah it’s MY original piece!” and everybody is like incandescently angry at this tattoo artist. The girl apparently stormed out with a half-finished tattoo and a heart full of fury, the guy who told me the story still to this day has like a three-inch piece of a tattoo on his shoulder that he hasn’t bothered to get a cover-up done on yet, and I can only hope that karma at some point found the tattoo artist and he had his genitals gnawed on by piranhas. THE END.