I have been trying to talk myself into buying a new computer, because this one is getting slow, and all of the keys have worn off with the thousands of words I type every day, and basically this machine has been attached to my hip since May of 2004, but having seen what happens when I get anywhere near a MacBook, as stee has just purchased…

…lets me know that my writing will suffer, my self-absorption will reach an all-time high, and I’ll become one of those Web Cam girls for money. And then, will I really respect myself in the morning?

Yes, I would, if it meant I could have a house with air conditioning and a pool. Y’all, I’m so cheap. That’s so sad that I totally meant what I just said.