Introducing…The latest love of my life…

Yes, it’s true – I’ve crossed over and am happy to say that I am deeply in love with my MacBook. Having been a PC user for as long as PCs have been around (yes, that long), I have finally made the switch and it’s better than I had imagined. Although we have only been together for 48 hours, I know that there will be no other. It’s true love - the stuff dreams are made of…



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Fidgeting Gidget said…
I am oozing jealousy right now. It's oh-so-beautiful. When the laptop I have now dies (which probably won't be for quite a while), I have dreams of getting a computer like this...let me know how the transition goes, though...it seems a bit intimidating to me, I'm sort of intolerant to major change. :)
May 25, 2009 at 10:20 AM
Travel & Dive Girl said…
I have been waiting for my laptop to die for 3 years and just couldn't wait any longer. I swear it was hanging on just to spite me. The basics are the same - I have word and excel for Mac, Firefox. Now I have no excuse for not getting creative!
May 25, 2009 at 10:58 AM
Anonymous said…
I know PC's pretty well.. but then I hear a lot of great stuff about Mac's.. how easy they are. I just got a new PC, but maybe I might try a Mac in 4-5 years.. or whenever I need a new computer lol
May 26, 2009 at 9:17 AM
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