I am writing these words on my new laptop, an excessively cheap Fujitsu-Siemens that I will doubtless have cause to regret buying. Indeed, I have regretted buying it on numerous occasions. Fortunately, all of those regrets can be seen in a positive light when you skew your perception slightly. Because the reason I bought the laptop in the first place was because I wanted to start writing again and OS X is just too dashed distracting. There is too much going on in a Mac, it is too pretty, the functionality keeps seducing me into making silly movies, designing websites or playing with my GTD system. And, despite claims to contrary, Vista is still a piece of shit.
A piece of shit: that is the kind of phrase that could only be used by someone who spends too long checking websites like digg. It didn’t used to be this way. Back in the day (another terrible cliche) I used to love writing and found language superbly challenging, full of pliant phrases, subtle variations and the ability to encapsulate experience. When did I become undone by this gimcrack prattle?
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