I had intended to write this clever post about computers and relationships. I was going to do this bit about how I had to buy a new computer and how it impacted my relationship with my old computer.
And then I was going to do some sort of story that was similar to the one Dr. Seuss did about the Sneetches, but I am far too tired.
Not quite tired enough to say that Windows Vista aggravates me. It works and in a number of ways it works well. But it has enough idiosyncratic crap to make me dislike it. I need to make a point to spend some more time reviewing the manual.
In the interim I'll stop bitching and try to catch some shut eye.