Personification At Its Best

My laptop computer is a bit of diva. If she doesn't like what I'm working on, she'll shut down with no warning. I haven't found a pattern, yet, in what she likes and doesn't.

She appears to prefer my email to my blog, but I haven't taken that personally; blogs aren't for everyone. She really doesn't like my skincare products site: she freezes up every time. I'm not sure if it's a commentary on the high cost of the products, on my lousy priorities--spending money on vanity when people are starving, or on the futility of preserving beauty where everything is doomed to wither and die. She's a bit of a philosopher.

I'm actually surprised she's let me get this far, but diva's do like their press coverage.

The real problem I have with her is her energy. It's actually uncomfortable for me to hold my hands over her keyboard for too long because of the emanations. My hands get tingly after only a short period of time. She's small and lightweight but, boy, is she a dynamo!

In general, despite her temperamental nature, we have a satisfying working relationship. I take her for a spin in various locales so she gets a bit of variety in her life. I regularly visit websites that include news and pop culture so her curious nature is satisfied. She's fast and portable so she makes for a good traveling companion for me and a nice change from our hidebound desktop.

Don't even get me started on their relationship! They won't even talk to each other. It's a generation gap, I think. I haven't pressed it. I figure, given time, they'll work out their relationship. They do share a room when not in use so they can't shut each other out indefinitely. I've thought about getting an expert to help with their communication issues, but I've decided to let them try to work it out first.

In the meantime, I try not to play favorites, to spend quality time with both. They are both special in their own way and I love them both for their unique qualities.

Anyway, I gotta go. Lights are flashing and my hands are buzzing. I've clearly upset my laptop somehow and she's shutting down on me. Maybe if I just give her some space . . .