Technology and I do not get along. Further evidence of this arose on Monday when the paper I had due in the afternoon refused to open on my computer and my external hard drive started smoking. Also, I managed to electrocute myself. Miraculously, and only by the grace of God, did I end up recovering the file and turning in the paper with half an hour to spare.
It was a fluke.
Last month, after frustration with my ghetto-rigged powerbook became too much bear, I decided to invest in a new imac. When it came in the mail I didn't open it right away. I let it stew for a couple of days. Because of the fear. When I opened the package I felt a mix of emotions. I sat back on the couch and stared across the room at the metallic beast now laying claim of my desk. It was virtually untouched. I couldn't help but imagine the horrors that would surely ensue once i placed my fingers on the keyboard. So far it is fully intact...




Yay!