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"Now I can sit at the cool kids' table" by anne

Tue, 28 Aug 2007 16:11:16 -0500

hi.3

"Now I can sit at the cool kids' table" by anne

Tue, 28 Aug 2007 16:10:57 -0500

hi how wnats to talk to the queen

"Now I can sit at the cool kids' table" by Derek Guyer

Mon, 05 Mar 2007 15:26:52 -0600

I can still picture a couple of the really nerdy tables at lunch…and me sitting there with them. Crap.

I was hoping to help with the move on Sunday, but am afraid I’m stuck with my wifes family…my life sucks sometimes. jk. I’m planning on hanging with all of you for a while, though.

"Now I can sit at the cool kids' table" by Brent

Mon, 05 Mar 2007 15:10:09 -0600

Denise -

Thank you for welcoming me to your table. Are you going to eat those chips?

Derek -

Thanks for laughing. Although, I have to say – some of us with chapped nostrils don’t find seasonal allergies so hilarious.

Are you hanging out next week?

"Now I can sit at the cool kids' table" by Derek Guyer

Mon, 05 Mar 2007 13:28:46 -0600

That was one of the greatest posts I’ve ever read. I was laughing so hard. I love the “seansonal allergies” line.

"Now I can sit at the cool kids' table" by Denise Wymore

Sun, 04 Mar 2007 22:23:56 -0600

It’s good to have Brent with the cool kids.

"Now I can sit at the cool kids' table" by Matt Dean

Wed, 28 Feb 2007 19:57:26 -0600

I’ve decided the only thing better than getting a MacBook Pro is giving a MacBook Pro.

But only if you already have one. If you don’t, then it’s definitely better getting one.

Now I can sit at the cool kids' table

brent@trabian.com (Brent Dixon) — Wed, 28 Feb 2007 10:39:00 -0600

Remember in middle school when all the good-looking, athletic, charismatic rich kids would sit together at a gold-plated lunch table where they could talk about big game hunting, or Being Awesome, or whatever fancy people talk about? And they wouldn’t let you sit with them because you had seasonal allergies and were uncoordinated and your mom still picked out your clothes?

Remember?

As the only PC-user in an office of Mac-addled crazies, this same type of alienation has been mine for over two years. But no more. Yesterday, Uncle Trabian, via Matt and Kelly, surprised me with a brand new 15-inch MacBook Pro.

It is amazing.

The moment I received it was so emotional that Charlie cried like David Hasslehoff at an American Idol finale.

Photoshop no longer locks up and gives me The White “Screw You” Screen. With Quicksilver I can find anything I’m looking for in 3 seconds or less. iSite caters to my narcissistic side. With Parallels I can run Windows, and therefore every single program I had on my PC, only now those programs don’t randomly keel over.

On top of everything else, it is just a beautifully designed piece of machinery that I can tell wants to be my friend.

I’m excited to hang with the cool kids.