Monday, February 13, 2006
Since My Valentine Got A Computer
Found this on the net, hillarious! See people, see see see! Look at what technology can do to us. Those who just recently bought any new pc/laptop, hope you wont turn into a cold hearted person. Ehem! (You know who you are :P) and I must admit, I am guilty of following Jen. Copy something about VDay from Internet and paste it in my blog. But jen's one a bit different. She read it from a mag, was so ever willingly hardworking to typed it back and published it in her blog. Caught ya Jen! :P but hey, at least im doing something to my blog. Hah!! *Stick tongue out*
Since my Valentine got a computer,
My love life has taken a hit.
Nothing I say is important,
Unless it is a byte or a bit.
Before she got her new laptop,
Everything was just fine;
Now she says we cant talk
Unless we both go online.
"But honey," I said, "I am attached to you;
Love is what I feel."
"That keyword isnt relevant,"
She said, with eyes of steel.
She clicked the keyboard furiously;
The screen was all she could see,
And then to my horror and shame,
She started describing me:
"Your motherboard needs upgrading;
Your OS needs help, too.
And you definitely need a big heatsink
To cool your CPU."
"Dont flame me, my sweet," I pleaded.
"Not on Valentine's Day."
"Fix the bugs, and Ill see," she said,
While looking at me with dismay.
"What ever you want, my darling;
Whatever you need; you call it.
Ill upload or download anything,
And then Ill go install it."
(Her hostile CD keeps replaying,
And though I dont want to fight her,
Is this what I want for a Valentine?
Ive been burned; can I rewrite her?)
"Are you all hard drive now," I asked;
"Is there no software in you?
Dont you remember the good times?
Let our memories see us through."
"LOL," she said to me, chuckling.
"You're nothing but adware.
I've got a gig of memory;
I've got no problem there."
"Please, honey, we can save it," I said.
"Our love means more than that."
"That's not in my cache; we're going to crash,"
She said, as she turned me down flat.
(This woman has really changed;
Do I really want to chase her?
More and more I'm thinking
It might be nice to erase her.)
"Aw, honey, don't talk like that," I said.
"Cant we just plug and play?
I hereby accept default,
And Im yours, my love, come what may.
"My goal is to make you happy;
I want to be your portal,
But your sudden, distant coldness
Would test the strongest mortal.
"If we need a brand new interface,
So we can FTP,
Im your go along, get along guy,
And I want you to stay with me."
"If you want to get into my favorites," she said,
And you want to get past my encryption,
If you want to get through my firewall,
Here is my only prescription.
"First, put up your own Web site,
And e-mail me when its done.
Ill check your page rank with Google,
And tell you if youre the one."
My life has become quite a trial,
Since my Valentine got a computer.
If I want her to care about me again,
I guess Ill have to reboot her.
By J. Fuchs
www.poemsource.com
P/s: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY PEEPS!!
Since my Valentine got a computer,
My love life has taken a hit.
Nothing I say is important,
Unless it is a byte or a bit.
Before she got her new laptop,
Everything was just fine;
Now she says we cant talk
Unless we both go online.
"But honey," I said, "I am attached to you;
Love is what I feel."
"That keyword isnt relevant,"
She said, with eyes of steel.
She clicked the keyboard furiously;
The screen was all she could see,
And then to my horror and shame,
She started describing me:
"Your motherboard needs upgrading;
Your OS needs help, too.
And you definitely need a big heatsink
To cool your CPU."
"Dont flame me, my sweet," I pleaded.
"Not on Valentine's Day."
"Fix the bugs, and Ill see," she said,
While looking at me with dismay.
"What ever you want, my darling;
Whatever you need; you call it.
Ill upload or download anything,
And then Ill go install it."
(Her hostile CD keeps replaying,
And though I dont want to fight her,
Is this what I want for a Valentine?
Ive been burned; can I rewrite her?)
"Are you all hard drive now," I asked;
"Is there no software in you?
Dont you remember the good times?
Let our memories see us through."
"LOL," she said to me, chuckling.
"You're nothing but adware.
I've got a gig of memory;
I've got no problem there."
"Please, honey, we can save it," I said.
"Our love means more than that."
"That's not in my cache; we're going to crash,"
She said, as she turned me down flat.
(This woman has really changed;
Do I really want to chase her?
More and more I'm thinking
It might be nice to erase her.)
"Aw, honey, don't talk like that," I said.
"Cant we just plug and play?
I hereby accept default,
And Im yours, my love, come what may.
"My goal is to make you happy;
I want to be your portal,
But your sudden, distant coldness
Would test the strongest mortal.
"If we need a brand new interface,
So we can FTP,
Im your go along, get along guy,
And I want you to stay with me."
"If you want to get into my favorites," she said,
And you want to get past my encryption,
If you want to get through my firewall,
Here is my only prescription.
"First, put up your own Web site,
And e-mail me when its done.
Ill check your page rank with Google,
And tell you if youre the one."
My life has become quite a trial,
Since my Valentine got a computer.
If I want her to care about me again,
I guess Ill have to reboot her.
By J. Fuchs
www.poemsource.com
P/s: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY PEEPS!!
