I am at One with the universe.
My Computer is my Savior.
I want to marry my computer.
My computer is just great, thanks for asking.
I get ticked off every now and again.
I get upset sometimes, but it's probably something I did to it.
I buy computer equipment only for its esoteric value, so I'm not too bothered...
It bothers me sometimes, but it's tolerable.
Sometimes I leave a heavy towel on my monitor's vent ports and leave it on at the office over the weekend.
It I didn't pay so much for it I would drive a screwdriver through its Central Processing Unit.
I've dropped it out a ten-story building. Twice.
I've "incorporated" new pieces of my computer onto my asphalt (or concrete, if you live down south).
I feel like that guy on Office Space when he punches that copier.
I Cast Thee Down To HELL!!!
I installed Windows 98.
what was this os supposed to do? was it specialized? why the hell did they approve such a thing when there are others like linux which could be tweaked to submission? (i could understand handheld stuff, but even they have open-source oses that can be tweaked.)
