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Phase I - The Honeymoon

I just bought myself a brand new laptop, plunking down 50k of my hard earned doubloons. Months of wanting it, weeks spent researching it, and one trip to the mall later, I’m now the proud owner of a Dell XPS 15. To say I fell in love at first sight is an understatement.

The specs alone were enough to make a girl drool. But the extras? Now they were something else. JBL speakers deliver sound that’s out of this world. 1 gig NVidia VRAM to play anything my lil heart desires. HD Skype certified webcam and mike mean video calling is a cinch. And the HD screen? 15.4 inches of pure gorgeousness! After the mandatory oohing and aahing, I unboxed it and started making it mine.

And wasn’t this a doozy, by a long shot. First I had to de-crappify it, which took me the better part of a day. Then I had to scour the interwebs for my favorite apps and install them. Then I had to transfer all my media across from my old laptop – surprisingly took only a few minutes. Finally I set up my backup with Genie Timeline and I was all set! Well, not yet, I still have to install Linux on this puppy (see what I did there? I crack myself up!)

Of course I’m still in the honeymoon phase with this one (for context read The Oatmeal). Considering that the last time we skipped right past the honeymoon to the Behold the dinosaur stage, I hope this time, it lasts. For what it’s worth, a laptop capable of playing Arkham Asylum without breaking a sweat, should last a couple of years. I hope.

Now I’m off to find me some games for my shiny (won’t stay that way for too long) new toy…

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