Chum O' Mine

Hi.
It's raining.

This is my pal "Dell".

We like to hang.

We're tight. *flips sunglasses up*

Through the years, Dell & I have gotten quite close. Our friendship started when he was only a poor, memory-wiped, data base, bursting with potential. Ever has he been a faithful companion to me, always there when I need to convert my braincells into mush, and waste all the time in the world. Our daily fellowship has created that ever-so-magical bonding which resides between girl and computer.

As Dell is from the species genre often remarked of as "man's best friend", it is only fitting that we take great pains not overlook him and his kind. Though modest machines they remain, they have graced us with countless hours of enjoyment, entertainment, enlightenment, and anything else under the sun that starts with an E-N.

Dell faithfully sits on my desk, wishing me a sweet dreams every night, and forever warms up to me in the morning. We've shared good times and bad, and yet, our relationship through virus threats, spilled drinks, and screen-freezes remains ever true.

(Amen to that)

Yes, we as human beings certainly would not be the wholly refined couch-potatoes that we are today without such as Dell.

-Plink.