New (-ish) fun stuff to play with

I had been looking at laptops all week for something to do.
I wanted a PC.
I wanted the Dell Latitude E6140 Workhorse with 4GB of RAM at 7200RMP, 250GB of storage, a 14.1" screen with a pretty shiny red cover.
I stopped at Harvard. I went to their computer store. I was on that wreck of an oversized unintuitive paperweight for 30 seconds. Then I got a MacBook Pro 13.3" screen with 4GB of RAM at 5400RPM and 250GB of storage. And an iTouch for $100 after a mail-in rebate. And a free printer I can pick up when I get to school.
Today's project was to get my music off the PC and onto the Mac, and then get everything on the iTouch. Being technologically hindered by absolute cheapness, I didn't just grab a cable to hook up the two computers and have at it. First I cleared out my old nano, then copied my entire itunes library onto it (not that huge, just a little less than 6 gigs of music), and put it all on the laptop, then the touch. The whole process took about three hours, with 2 and a half devoted to an extremely lazy desktop.

You would think that I would be totally in love with this shiny new fast computer with pretty brushed aluminum and a backlit keyboard.  However, my heart was stolen last week, and I don't know if I'll ever get it back from Gerry.
One could say that Gerry is an older machine. One would be right. He's come a long way since 1940, but he's still beautiful and I've grown quite attached to him in the short time we've been together.
Gerry is a black steel gorgeous Royal KHM typewriter of which I came into possession last week. Except for the fact that I have some trouble carrying him around, we've been inseparable ever since. Prettiest. Thing. Ever (and best gift ever, or very very close). That's why he gets a name, sorry MacBook. You can tell they were designed with the same sort of values in mind--sleekness, streamlined form, simplicity, utility. The only difference is that one is a state-of-the-art computer and the other is a 70-year-old typewriter that needs a good cleaning and could easily break my foot if I dropped it.
I love you Gerry.

L