"Indigestion?" Padme asked.
The Doctor shook his head. "Just a twinge of considerably less than cosmic angst."
"No great chunks of your past detaching themselves like melting icebergs?"
"No. Little unimportant bits being chipped away like flakes for a Slushee."
"The kid's loading Windows 2000 on the PC?" asked the cartoonist. "Didn't he say we'd have to back up our files before he did that or we'd lose them?"
"Yes," said the cartoonist's wife, "but the reason he's loading the 2000 is that the '98 crashed after the power outage and those files are toast anyway."
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