...or a geek wannabe...

You get physically excited because you have technological goodies. I have now in my possession or control (at work) four hard drives, one CD ROM drive, and two CDRW drives, one of which is portable. (All that looks more exciting on the Windows Explorer than it does as the text description I just wrote. Hell.) I have USB connected thingies all over the place, flatbed scanner and printer and the portable CDRW. In the cabinet, I have all kinds of software and manuals, and minor hardware - cables, cards and such. How delightful!

I'm still kind of excited that I own a Kaypro, despite my not having yet gotten any program to run on it. I am greedily eyeing an obsolete printer that could go quite nicely with it. I want to do Frankensteinian things to my home PC, now that it is becoming aged and battered, like sticking some more memory into it and adding things. And taking out things. I have not made significant use of a floppy disk in so long that it seems pointless to have a drive for it. And it would be NICE if there were a functional sound card in it. It's exciting to have the Quickcam plugged into the USB port (a port that until recently I didn't even know I had). I want to further Frankify all my home hardware by somehow networking them together.

Hell, the whole USB thing is rather sexy, I'm embarassed to say. I mean, it's the computer equivalent of a quickie. It's right there, right now, and never mind the bondage of having to screw a cable down, or the foreplay of fooling with a Windows install every time you want to hook the thing up. The Compaq at work is further sultrified by having two additional USB ports in the FRONT. It's like crotchless panties.

Oh god I am hopeless. And horny apparently.