Corrupt a Wish

Granted: Your son has stopped jabbing the keyboard creating typos. He now types at 120 words per minute without any typos at all. Within days, he's typed up so many words that your computer's harddrive crashes and you have to buy a new computer. But because you son is still typing at 120 words per minute without typos, you soon end up with a whole warehouse of cabinet sized harddrives to store all of his writing. IBM loves you.

I wish for a good night's sleep and to wake up refreshed.