oh, photobooth.

It was an agonizingly long couple of weeks with no laptop. I've never felt so lost and vulnerable, not even when I was stranded in a Zurich train station with no place to sleep (probably because looking at an actual map cleared that one up pretty quick). No internet at home? No web surfing - er, note typing - in class? No electronic calendar with snazzy to-do list? Why not just cut off my arms too? What am I going to do, WATCH CABLE??

Just when I thought I was going to die of doing stats homework at school (ugh) at night (UGH), a blessing came from above. Above meaning north of here, from the Best Dad Ever, who helped me purchase a sleek new MacBook. I'm not saying he's the Best Dad Ever for giving me money. He is anyway. But I am saying my love can be bought.

It's a great machine! I'm not sure what exactly the Intel Core 2 Duo processor does, but it sounds sexy. What I do know is that the battery lasts long enough to watch two movies, the magnetic power plug means I'll never pay $400 to fix a broken one again, and that the built-in iSight has given me a whole new set of stupid things to do rather than whatever it is I'm supposed to. That, together with a billion dorky effects in PhotoBooth (thanks Justin) has occupied way too much of my time this week, but am I ever having fun. See for yourself.

Go ahead and laugh, but deep down you know you've always wondered what you'd look like making out with yourself.