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…get a Mac. If only for the recently released Pixelmator. Software I actually deigned to pay for.
A new Macbook complete with photobooth. That is where the tiresome pics of yours truly are coming from. The novelty will wear off soon. Now it is shiny, glossy and quite beautiful. Commodity fetishism reigns in these parts. The revolution can wait.
Mother was shocked that I bought a new computer. What would you like me to spend my money on mother: drugs, alcohol, junk food? The money I spent on my shiny new macbook is money I have because I never purchase those things. She fails to grasp the importance of a computer to my everyday life, to my health, to my general well-being. Sometimes when I am too afraid leave the house the computer it is my lifeline, my sole connection to the world. It is the same when I wake up in the middle of the night, terrified beyond reason, bathed in perspiration. The computer is the only thing that can stifle the babbling voices in my head. The only thing, sometimes, that can stop me from simply giving up. How can she fail to understand that?
A truly sumptuous piece of software has just been released by these people: http://www.pixelmator.com/
It is defined as ‘Photoshop for the rest of us’ (i.e. non-graphic designers who can’t afford to shell out over a thousand pound for the real thing.)
So Sick of Drowning 