The wonders of getting a new computer...

So yeah, dear old Troisième Poumon decided to die on me - only after I tried to buy it a new power cable, mind you. SCREW YOU DAMN COMPUTER. SCREW YOU SIDEWAYS. ON TOAST. Anyway, I got to buy a new one, with better specs and a functionning keyboard, speakers, CD/DVD reader and, well, I think you get the gist.

Now my problem - cause there has to always be a problem - is that I also got a new OS. Like, with no choice on the matter. Something about my beloved XP not being able to deal with its RAM. Bleh.
Whyyyyy am I bitching, windows 7 is a fine OS, I could have gotten stuck with Vista! Yeah right. Except for the fact that every fucking thing is different, with all those sparkly new functions getting thrown on my face, and if you know my reaction to sparkling stuff, then you might have an idea of how well I'm coping with it.

ILU WINDOWS XP, PLZ COME BAAAACK.

Yes, I'm hopelessly stuborn. To the point of OCD.
Now please excuse me, I'm gonna go back to my little corner and wheep the loss of my dear old wordpad.
PLEASE, SOMEONE GET THAT RIBBONNED, WORD-LIKE THING AWAY FROM MY PRETTY NEW BABY. NO WAY IN HELL I'M WRITING WITH THAT- THING. IT HURTS MY GODDAMN BRAIN.
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