shiny silver laptop
Jan. 16th, 2005 08:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireMy computer is making a terrible sound. For some time it's general machine noise has been more noticeable, and that I can abide without too much trouble. But in the past week some running piece has begun to produce a sound I can only describe as the whine of a metallic locust. It's unsettling, to say the least.
I've been emailing important documents to my gmail account, and realizing the only things truly special on this machine are my novel draft, and a handful of image files. I could replace the programs, the hundred odd random images I saved for some reason or another, or the random recipes. The rest of it is not so important, though I would be despondent without Photoshop for a time. It's something of a relief to realize this crucial fact. I no longer have to dread the eventual demise of this machine with a sense of horror.
To be honest, I will miss it when it goes. I've carried it across the country and over the ocean. It's the first computer I bought for myself, the first one I picked out on my own and it has served me well since the autumn of 2001. Despite odd places, cramped bags and being dropped so many times it has survived fairly well. I've only ever had one major system malfunction, and that can safely be blamed on Windows ME, which is the crappiest OS I know. on this little silver computer, I played my first online RPGS and Warcraft III. I wrote some of my best academic work here, and started my novel. I'm dreadfully attached to its silver simplicity and sparse design. When I bought this machine, a PII 733 was fast and the DVD player was near miraculous to me.
I hope my little laptop still has some life to go, because I am not ready to part with yet. It feels almost cruel to shop for a new computer on its screen, as if I'm betraying the poor machine.
I've been emailing important documents to my gmail account, and realizing the only things truly special on this machine are my novel draft, and a handful of image files. I could replace the programs, the hundred odd random images I saved for some reason or another, or the random recipes. The rest of it is not so important, though I would be despondent without Photoshop for a time. It's something of a relief to realize this crucial fact. I no longer have to dread the eventual demise of this machine with a sense of horror.
To be honest, I will miss it when it goes. I've carried it across the country and over the ocean. It's the first computer I bought for myself, the first one I picked out on my own and it has served me well since the autumn of 2001. Despite odd places, cramped bags and being dropped so many times it has survived fairly well. I've only ever had one major system malfunction, and that can safely be blamed on Windows ME, which is the crappiest OS I know. on this little silver computer, I played my first online RPGS and Warcraft III. I wrote some of my best academic work here, and started my novel. I'm dreadfully attached to its silver simplicity and sparse design. When I bought this machine, a PII 733 was fast and the DVD player was near miraculous to me.
I hope my little laptop still has some life to go, because I am not ready to part with yet. It feels almost cruel to shop for a new computer on its screen, as if I'm betraying the poor machine.
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