How all the other passions fleet to air,
As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair,
And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! O love,
Be moderate; allay thy ecstasy,
In measure rein thy joy; scant this excess.
I feel too much thy blessing: make it less,
For fear I surfeit.
~Portia, Merchant of Venice
I have been contemplating the latest addition to the family over here at 47 Pak Kok Tsuen, and I have to say… I am a bit concerned. I am starting to feel pretty inadequate. The new addition it smarter, faster, more efficient, slimmer, (and with a harder body), more fashionable and more versatile (maybe not more flexible, though I wouldn’t put it to the test) than me. Snap. I am totally envious of the coolness of my MacBook.
But, oh man. So worth it.
Suck it Windows.