Apple Pulp

I have in my hands apple pulp. That's right. Pulp. Dead mush. My macbook is fit for the apple bin.

ARGH!

I have no idea what I did, except try to run a programme to convert jpeg files into vector images, and then poof! I got apple pulp in return. Dammit.

KM says I should stop messing with my computer. But I didn't! Honestly *did not*. Something went wrong with it, and I blame it on... something. It wasn't me. Whatever it was. Not me. Argh.

Pulp. Pulp. Pulp.

Fed up.

It's not supposed to happen to Apples. But then, KM says I trust technology too much.

*groan*

Pulp.

I can't get over it.

I shall sit in a corner now and mew.

*meow*