Miggety-Macbook
Dude.
DUDE!
Seriously. I mean... wow.
I have had my mac book since Tuesday, but I've kept it in its box, in my closet. My excuse was that I was too sick to do anything but sleep and watch TV, which was true. But also, I can admit it. I was a little scared.
So I slept most of yesterday and finally today decided I needed to unpack the Book, if only so I could recharge my shuffle so I could go to the gym. (My activities require prerequisites.) So I did. About five minutes ago.
Now I'm online, a-bloggin'. It figured out the day and time and found me a network and helpfully pointed out that I have access t iTunes and if I feel like it I could very easily buy the new Magnetic Fields album, because it didn't want to say anything but it thinks I've been working too hard lately and deserve a little treat, and it would be SO EASY to buy it.
But then it took a picture of me with its little camera and that was our first fight, but I think we'll work through it. Maybe.
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One of us, ONE OF US.
Really, the Mac interface is like the the Hitchhiker's Guide; it practically tells you not to panic. It soothes you, yet is sexxxy. It just wants you to be happy, baby, that's all it wants.
Welcome to the fold. And early happy Birthday, BTW.
Thanks! I can't lie, it feels good to be a Mac person. And to be almost 31.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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