Staring down at a cracked and twisted white MacBook case, I can't help but think, this is a great idea. I'm balancing the machine between my wrists and the armrest of my massage chair - the lean forward, kneeling, horseshoed face-cushion kind - and wondering if this fall will be the one that finally kills the old girl. A voice inside screams, "This is why I can't buy you nice things!" but, damn, is this comfortable.
I got the MacBook new for school this Fall, but she is old for her years. One can be jammed in a bookbag, slammed in a locker and thrown across a carseat only so many times before sustaining serious trauma. But, it should last long enought to pr
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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