The only reason I bought a laptop was because it was conveniently transportable--- or that it was supposed to be. Packing my laptop up, I realize that's a lie. It's still a pain in the ass.
So there's the laptop case, where I put my laptop in so I don't drop it. Alright, that's not much of a hassle. Then there's a metre of cord for the charger--- now that's getting annoying, because I tend to almost-forget. Along with it is the mouse I use- not a necessity, I suppose, but greater convenience. Then there's the other cable-thingy which connects to the internet in case wireless is unavailable. I'll probably get a mouse pad somewhere along the track.
...And I still want dragons on my laptop skin.
Come to think of it, this is the first laptop I've ever had, that's well and truly mine. Everything else has been second hand from my brother- I'd get his old one every time he got an upgrade. I guess that's why I feel more attached to this laptop than I should- I'm almost seeing it as a living thing, and I was super tempted to fill a basket with soft padding and place my laptop there.
One step closer to insanity (or did I already get there?)
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