Say hello to my little friend.
No, really. Say hello.
His name is George.
I’ve been hinting for one of those colorfully cute mini Dell laptops that have been advertised for awhile now. Maybe one in green, I would think. Instead, J took it upon himself to buy a used (old) iBook for me off eBay.
So George is a little slow and outdated, aren’t we all? He also seems to have chubby, deformed fingers and ghostly pale skin. But he’s so nice. He’s shiny, his teeth are straight, he doesn’t smell, and he doesn’t throw back attitude. Most notably, though, I don’t have to share him with anyone. He’s mine, all mine.
Plus, it’s been awhile since I’ve written by the glow of an Apple and I’ve missed it. And did I mention it’s mine? ALL MINE.