>>Used to have an old computer, like 5 years old, 512 mem, 2 gigs ram, Windows 95 in the XP era.
>>Fucker was a piece of everloving shit, filthy, fan ground like a buzzsaw when it turned on for about 5 minutes, ancient, clunky, square metal beige box.
>>Played old DOS games on it till I was 16.
>>Never actually died, ran everything I told it to, threw it out when I got my parents' castoff and they upgraded to one of the first Vista comps.
>>Regularly rubbed it like a pet.
>>Parents' comp ran worse than the ancient thing did, could barely run Adobe.
>>Hated it, it hated me.
>>Froze constantly, took a year and a day to boot.
>>Used it as little as possible. Never touched it if I could help it.
>>Got my own computer, finally, off a friend who builds them. He made it out of his bitz drawer.
>>Runs vista, no phone jack anywhere near my room, so I use a LAN plugin card.
>>Has at least two memory leaks I can identify: The search index thing Vista runs, and the wireless service, slow, but there. Trying to figure out how to turn the former off once and for all.
>>Have to kill both once in a while using task manager. Takes a bit, but doable.
>>Runs everything at blazing speed whenever those two programs aren't making trouble. Lag online is rare except when I'm in a bad network. Can hijack neighbors' wireless from most of a block away.
>>Regularly fuss over it like a mother hen, or alternately, smack it when the fan gets noisy or it is too persistently slow.
>>Best fucking computer ever.
The lesson here? Touch your computers regularly, treat them nice, and punish them when they're bad. They're like your little mechanical children!
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