I'm a PC.

So, I am a PC, and yes, I'm even operating from Vista.  It doesn't upset me.  I know it's garbage, but I'm okay with that.  I got it at a great deal, and so far, it isn't inhibiting my life.  I know that both Windows 7 and Windows XP are better than Vista.  I'm not arguing that.  I also know that the newest Mac is also supposed to be better than all of them.  I've never cared for Mac.  Yes, they are wonderfully stable, but when you've been compatible with almost nothing, that works out well for you.  They are immune to most viruses, but in the past that may have had to do with the relatively low number of Mac users (yes, I am well aware that it is on the rise).  Wonderful for Mac users, that's fine.  Wonderful.  I am glad for you.  I have two distinct problems with Macs: 1) they have dumbed down computers, and 2) they're way too expensive.  Come on Mac users, even you have to agree on that.  I don't want to pay the extra just for mine to have a piece of fruit on the outside.  But you know what?  I'm not even griping about that today.

I was listening in on two girls in class today.  One of them was coaxing her MacBook to life, and it was makign a horrendous noise.  I, being a PC, was snickering inwardly, but didn't say anything.  Fellow-MacBook-girl was giving dying-MacBook-girl her condolences over her ailing machine.  Dying-MacBook-girl said that she was concerned because it was nearly three-and-a-half years old.  Fellow-MacBook-girl commented that her last MacBook hadn't lasted that long.

I have a six-and-a-half-year-old Dell running Windows XP that works just as well as well as it did day 1.  Granted, my needs have exceeded its original capabilities, but it still does what it always did quite well.  I reset it once, after a nasty virus, but it works great.  It has an non-wide-screen shape, and it's kinda thick, but it's a brick.  Honestly, though, other than size (and logically, and not untimely outdated design), it's perfectly fine.  In fact, I use it for a TV right now (to stream my media).

The Macbook has only been available since 2006, and apparently, people are wearing them out.  These all might, all powerful, Macbooks sound like they have three-year shelf life.  Why?  They're ultra-stable, unlike my Dell.  They're impervious to viruses, unlike my Dell.  They're apparently sent to earth by God on high for the soul purpose of giving us temporary happiness, unlike my Dell.  And yet, they break that easy?  I can't afford anything that expensive every three years.  This Vista has lasted me a whole year, and if I have to replace it in two years, then I will not have wasted that much money, or really that much heartache.  Maybe the newer ones are more awesome.  Maybe they'll last longer.  But honestly, I'm not impressed.  If and when my HP running Vista goes out, I will be filling the gap between computers using the green brick that is my Dell.  I'm hoping by that point, we'll have Google laptops, and I'll ditch Windows for something that's actually, you know, better and cheaper.

"You must empty a box before you fill it again." --Irish Proverb

Kim gave me ten empty plastic tubs last night.  She apparently was concerned earlier in the day that there were still a few boxes at the church that she could have emptied, but did not.  I think I'll manage.  If I do somehow fill them up, I'll use my eleventy-million and four bags to bring things over.

I took a few boxes and a GI-GAN-TIC bag to Justin and Hayden's last night.  I have now claimed the corner of their dining room.  Of course, that should be fine as they have no dining room table currently.  Dave and Sarra offered theirs to them, which I think they should take, but not until I move in upstairs and they have room for it.  Because the corner is MINE.

I'm thinking of annexing Deb's room.  She's not there, and they've cleaned it, so if the door is still open this weekend, boxes might get slud in there while I'm packing (yes, slud, ala Dizzy Dean).  Though, I am afraid that someone important will come along and throw my stuff away, which would make my heart sad, and eyes cry.  So we'll see what happens.

God a magic box in the mail: it puts my computer on the TV.  When I first tried it out, the image was black&white and cycled so fast I couldn't see what was going on--almost like the old days when they scrambled HBO on cable.  Well I fiddled and fiddled with it, and I searched solutions on my phone (I don't have internet right now), and couldn't figure it out, and was about resolved to believe that I wasn't going to be able to figure it out and was just going to have to go to Dave & Sarra's without figuring it out--but then, lo and behold!  A light descended upon the one inch of the magic box that  I had not inspected closely.  The label underneath it said "1/2 ON NTSC; 1/2 OFF PAL."  I thought, "Surely, they wouldn't ship this set to PAL--I mean I bought it from the states, and therefore, it should be set accordingly."  I decided, however, to leave no stone unturned, so I took my longest nail, and jabbed it into the microscopic recess in the magic box, and flipped the two minuscule switches in the other direction, and as if a gin of old had come through weaving his wondrous powers, the picture suddenly appeared clearly on the surface of the TV.   Wondrous magic box.

Too bad I have no internet, and cannot watch Hulu on my TV right now.  It will come in handy later when we have internet and no cable in our apartment.  We'll be able to watch TV-things on the TV.  Only down-side to the magic box is that it does not have anything for audio.  I happen to have been blessed with amazing speakers, so we will simply have to leave them in the living room.