Tuesday, December 18, 2007

computers

okay, so about a month ago a i bought a new mac. a macbook. i call it babymac. i bought it b/c my pc charger broke which was the last straw on the camel's back. i refused to buy anything else for my broken, slow, infuriating dell. i went to the mac store and walked out with a computer, and it was so satisfying.

i brought babymac home and was very impressed with fast Internet connection, zero wake up time, real dvd player, quick ipod connection, everything. then things got messy when i tried to install windows for the partition...yeah, it was confusing. called mac, was on hold, listened to crappy music (really, for a brand that prides itself on being young and cool, why are they playing squeaky eighties music on hold?). the mac guy was funny- i told him my computer said i could be causing irrevocable damage if i continued, and he said, go go go. it worked, so thanks. computer problems make me positively queasy. so then i had the dual windows/mac which is pretty awesome and really the reason i was so ready to buy a new computer. i mean, leopard lets you have the best of both worlds.

but then yesterday, after doing twenty hours of work stored in my computer, the mac part wouldn't open. the dell partition worked perfectly (take that mac!). so i called support again, got the same go go go, and everything was fine just a super pain.

it made me realize how like Marshall McLuhan says, electronics have become extensions of ourselves. unlike the older generation, i cant live without a laptop now. i need the internet, i need the media, its like a drug. omg, life must have been so boring before computers. back when i was playing barbies and climbing trees.

2 comments:

  1. Have no fear, I'm still reading. I'm proud of you for buying your new baby. I'm sick of the writer's strike, though when I bought Matt's Bday gift of the entire west wing series, I did feel like some of that should go to the writers. We recently rented City Slickers, Nanny Diaries, and Superbad. Though others were convinced I would find Superbad completely inappropriate, I loved it. Nanny Diaries was so-so and typical. Better than Bridget Jones (you know I hate her). City Slickers, a good classic. Saw Juno in theatres and loved it, though not as funny as expected. Dying to see Golden Compass after recently reading the book. Bummed you won't be in NYC for the ball dropping, but sending love anyway. Love, your reader.

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