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...evice and the software, be sure to keep your HP Image Zone software CD in a safe place, iHow do you decide whether to remove the HP device, the software, or both? Because the software supports a range of HP devices, you should avoid uninstalling the HP Image Zone software, even when removing an HP device. If you remove all the software, the HP Image Zone will no longer be available for working with images, projects, and albums already on your computer or for other HP devices that are still installed. If you want to remove both the HP device and the software, be sure to keep your HP Image Zone software CD in a safe place, in case you want to reinstall the software later. case you want to reinstall the software later. My father and I are at quite an impasse. He seems to think that he has control over my life and, well, quite frankly, he doesn’t. < Sigh > My father has a lot of control over my life. He has a lot of control over a lot of people’s lives. Leo’s, Sam’s, Toby’s, Josh’s, CJ’s, Donna’s, especially Charlie’s and a pretty good influence over a few million others. But that’s not the issue! The issue is that he controls mine. For instance, he’s making me take philosophy. “Philosophy is the love of wisdom, Zoey! Who doesn’t love wisdom?” He smiled in that way that only Josiah Bartlet can. There are times that I am so grateful that I don’t have a brother. If there were another man with that smile – the world would be in trouble. My answer to his all-too infuriating question, mentally anyway, was, “I don’t love wisdom, Daddy.” And yet, here I am. Sitting in my dorm room reading Nietzsche. We’ve read Plato, Aristotle, Mark, Aquinas and now Nietzsche. It almost makes me laugh, though, because my dad hates Nietzsche. His favorite philosopher is, believe it or not, C.S. Lewis. Liz, Ellie and I grew up on The Chronicles of Narnia. Aslan the Lion was my hero. I used to think that Dad was just like Aslan. And then he became President and I’m reminded every day that my father is only human. But back to his control issue. I’ve already fulfilled my gen ed philosophy requirement. But Dad said it didn’t go deep enough, so now I’m taking PHL 202. And it sucks. Charlie tells me to be optimistic. Liz tells me to suffer silently. Ellie tells me to rebel. < Snort > Yeah, right. I’ve been the good daughter all of my life. I dutifully play along with whatever his dreams were. “I’m running for President. I’m going to need you to follow me.” So I did. “I’m moving to the White House. I need you to stay in Manchester.” So I did. I stayed in Manchester. By myself, save three secret service agents living in the mansion. I went to a small liberal arts college twenty minutes from my house. As a freshman, I took 17 hours and commuted. Everyone knew who I was. I was afraid to make friends because they might want to be friends with the President’s daughter just to be friends with the President’s daughter and then when they got to know me, well, I wasn’t entirely sure they’d like what they saw. Plus, if I ever did anything to wreck Dad’s credibility I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. I hated school. Ellie says it’s because I commuted and I never made any real, honest to goodness friends except for the soap operas and sitcom reruns I became addicted to. I never told anyone my true fears. Daddy asked me to stay in Manchester and out of the government’s way. Well, he never actually said the latter half, but I always added that in my head. Three weeks into my sophomore year, Josh Lyman showed up on my doorstep. “Why don’t you have any friends?” He demanded, not bothering to say ‘hello’ or any other formal greeting. “I have friends,” I countered. “Name them.” I couldn’t. He won. And oh, how he smirked. He stayed over that night and we went out on the town. We talked about everything and I found out t...