Frankentop arrived yesterday; I think he enjoyed the piano recital (I did, anyway) and when I got home I sat him on the desk and turned him on.
Perhaps I should drop the anthropomorphism; the above sounds a heck of a lot livelier than it really was.
Frank is a larger, younger laptop than the previous one, and considerably handsomer, and he has some nice new gadgets (like an entry system for something called a "drop box cloud", which also sounds a bit lively, now I'm thinking that way). He's not the fastest computer I've met but he works hard, and I will be very happy learning to live with him (aargh, anthropomorphising again. Sorry).
I also acquired a very lovely new woolly hat; yay.
And this blog is, incredibly, on its 19,999th hit. Good grief, what? That's so crazy. People are actually reading my ramblings - or at least, opening them and then saying "No, that's not what I wanted, that's some rambling Englishwoman with a bum-fetish, Renner-fetish, ballet-fetish dirty mind, I wanted real porn..."
So, anyway, if anyone reads this, I'll go over twenty thousand. Toot toot!!
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