It’s the beginning of October somehow and I’m writing this blog post from a brand-new laptop. I woke up one morning, intending to print off an essay that was due and maybe write a bit before class… and my trusty old Betsy (yes, I named my Dell Betsy) wouldn’t turn on. I rushed it to the computer doctor, and he told me that there would be no reviving the old girl. So, here I am, with a fancy touch-screen contraption that I’m scared of and slightly excited about and more than a little resentful towards. This computer feels like a… Philip. I don’t know why. Here’s to a fruitful and long relationship, Philip.