kara: if the macbook air had a 2200×1600 res screen or whatever my dell has, i’d buy one in an instant, lack of processing power or optical drive be damned
kara: the lack of screen real estate is the one thing that really annoys me about this effing powerbook
kara: that and how i dropped it so now it doesn’t close properly
eric: oop
kara: but surely it marks some kind of personal progress that i still have it and am not planning to buy another laptop and haven’t even attempted to have it fixed
eric: try dropping a shelf on it* or pouring some beer in there to see if that fixes it
kara: HAHA
eric: that’s what i’d do**
kara: yeah, this is a different computer
kara: it’s not titanium
kara: so it’s crappier
* on dillo day, senior year, i closed (ok maybe slammed – it was around noon so i was probably already kinda [pretty] drunk) the door to my room, and one of my wood and glass wall-mounted dvd cabinets fell off (out of?) the wall and landed on my tibook. then it bounced and made a nice triangle-shaped hole in the desk from where the corner hit it. the tibook walked away with a very small dent in the cover that you could see only when the light hit it properly. no screen damage. no performance changes. god i miss that thing.
** when eric was courting me he spilled a bottle of beer over the keyboard of my then-new tibook (which i’d left at work, open, rendering something in after effects) then, after the other guys at the office had heroically emptied it out and dried it (hooray for the compartmentalized removable keyboard), eric decided not to leave a note saying it had happened. you know, ’cause maybe i wouldn’t notice that it had changed position on my desk (with MY ocd? yeah right.) or that it smelled slightly off or there was a nick in the screen where i assume the bottle hit it. ahhh romance. next time i’ll tell you about how eric accidentally burned my hand the first day of our european vacation. wait, i already did. …ok, maybe i haven’t made as much personal progress as i thought.
The way I recall it, eric spilled beer and I was the one to leap into action, picking up the TiBook and tilting the liquid away, then yelling at someone (I think eric) to get paper towels. Though with the coordination involved it more likely was Jim. It was sadly the bravest thing I have done in my life.