S**t happens, and then you wipe your ass... if you can't handle the pace, get off the internet... back in the day, nothing was sooked or fussed over. Nowadays, every little breadcrumb is scrutinised. I refuse to be technology's bitch...wake up in the morning just to do your head in with PC crap... there is more to life, seriously...
I'd go for a Fire Sale if I had the chance. F**k technology. Mind you, it's my birthday and I am buckled beyond belief... so make of this what you will
Seriously, don't you see we are being played like puppets... I rue the day I asked a classmate in my secondary college career, what a PC was... ugh, the trauma. Oh yeah, go out and buy your first desktop... friggin' Windows 3.1 with 4MB RAM... nah you won't need more than that, it'll last forever. Will it now... mind you, the yanks landed a man on the moon with s**tbox hardware... *cough*