Erased my Life.

Have you ever watched 6 years of your life flash before your eyes in a second?

I felt like I was having a near death experience or something.

Upgrading the mac (yes I am still talking about the mac) meant that iPhoto is a little more upgraded too, which means I can now link pictures to my external hard drive and still see them in iPhoto. Like what I do with my iTunes.

Anyway.

I was uploading the pictures and there were about 13,000 of them (and that's not them all) and they just flickered on past my face. It was strange. So quickly as wel. And of course they were animated. I love still frame animation.

I then sat and watched my life be erased from the hard drive of old mac. It was odd. Again, over in seconds.



The other day, when I was in town buying breaking dawn, i parked close to George Square and Borders. When I came back to my car I just leaped in (after punching it by accident and jumping up and down in pain) and then while driving I saw that someone had left a card under the windscreen wiper (which was on, because it's Glasgow and it's summer time).

So it sa there for a few days. I then looked at it. This is what it said



I wondered if they targetted my car because it is a Ford Ka. Hmmm, and it was parked infront of the prettiest Mercedes I've seen in a long long time. I think I actually gawked at it as I walked past it. I love my ka though. Love it. Love.

Hopefully I'll have something interesting to blog about soon.

Oh. So, last week when I was going a bit cray in work my blood pressure was 98 Beats a Minute.

This meant nothing to me because I don't know what my regular resting heart beat is. So I took it the next morning to see the difference and it was 72 Beats a Minute.

Out of genuine curiosity I took my heart rate on Monday at work and it was down in the 50s I think I think 57.

I remember reading that the average rate should be between 70-90 and that people who do endurance sports probably sit lower than 70.

Swimming is technically endurance. Hmmm.

I'm going to take it right now.

Right now it's sitting at 60-64.

Yeah, my heart rate was through the roof last week. Mental.

Mac(h) Five.

Here is a photographic journey of the arrival of Mac(h) 5. Super fast, super pretty, super sleek, a little wider, with luscious purple lighting under the keyboard, an in-built camera, and the faint smell of aftershave on the keyboard where James's hands and wrists must have once sat.

Indeed I bought the Fifth Mac from a man named James Bates. Bates Motel. Heehee.

The last mac was called Nick after its previous owner, so I'm not sure what to call this puppy. James doesn't rhyme with the abbreviation of my name.

There is the obvious title which it already has: 17inch mac Daddy Pro. But it's nickname needs to be shorter. I suppose it will be james, or we could stick with the kk naming process and call it Jakk. Jamekk. It's a bit of a mouthful though.

Ramble Ramble.

here's the pictures and the excitement. There's no pictures of my excited face purely because what I was wearing at the time wouldn't have done much for my reputation after the pictures had been released on the internet. Pah Ha.



oooo what could this mighty package be? (I actually picked it up from the post office and when I was walking back to the car there was a skip in my step and i kept shouting Mac book pro in an over excited voice... I think I have Apple Tourettes.)



Cut Cut. Or Tank Girl style: Snip Snip. Mr Bates packaged this wee guy well.



Bubble Wrap. I had a choice: Play with the bubble wrap or keep unwrapping the mac.



Hail Hail Apple and their slick packaging.





So white, so apple, so pleased, so excited.







And a new black and lime green case.. with cat hair.



A few days later I was seen being an iGeek while transferring files.





I am completely pleased.

PS. The mac on the right is now for sale. 17inch mac daddy G4 Powebook, 100gb HD, 1GB RAM. runs like a king. Amazing.

Oh and here it is... the generic 'I've-Just-Bought-A-Mac-with-photo-booth-And-I'm-so-Andy-Warhole' photograph.

I LOVE APPLE; or, Fifth Mac.

Fifth mac.

Yes.

Fifth.

Right now I'm in a room with three macs. A G4 Tower, A Powerbook G4 and a MacBook Pro.

What's amazing is that I'm working on the powerbook, while I wirelessly stream my music through the mac book pro into my harmon kardon soundsticks.

Why is that Apple is so easy to use. I didn't have to set this strange network up. They found each other. Nick found James. It's kind of sad that they are talking to each other and one is going to replace the other, but just now it's a happy family of macs.

MACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMAC

SO EXCITED.

MACBOOKPROMACBOOKPRO

MACBOOKPRO

MACBOOKPROMACBOOKPRO
MACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPROMACBOOKPRO

I'm slowly loosing my mind, all work and no play makes Vikki a dull girl. I also need to find someone to travel with, I'm dying to travel.

How amazing though. Fifth mac, Fourth Mac, Third Mac... all in the one room. Second Mac is either still with Kate or sold on gum tree and first mac was biege (enough said).

Anyway. Back to work. I need to have a shower.