Last night, after 5 faithful years of service, my beloved iBook laptop rolled over and died. One minute I was happily surfing the web, the next the screen turned white and stayed that way. The hard drive, thankfully, was fine, but the LCD screen couldn't be saved. After much gnashing of teeth and shedding of tears, I went to sleep last night convinced that my days as a laptop owner were at least temporarily over, but woke up this morning to a new MacBook courtesy of Juan. He's kind of a great husband, if you haven't picked up on that by now.
The new computer is great. It's got a bigger screen; more memory; and because we were able to save the hard drive from my old computer, the transition between the two has been seamless. Even my Internet bookmarks are all where they're supposed to be. Still, I miss my iBook. That computer saw me through a lot of hard times, and it's going to be hard to let it go.
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