So, late last year I bought the awesome aluminum MacBook - mostly just because I wanted one. I've used it for the past near year and I still adore the ever loving crap out of it. I love OS X and am fully a convert now. At the time, and until the end of this week, I was working a fairly crappy tech job in a Windows shop. My life was nothing but Windows (and problems), day in and day out. The MacBook was a beautiful oasis of computing pleasure when I went home. Something happened that made me reconsider my life and what I was doing with myself. Well, actually, it was a 3am phone and subsequent freak out from the CEO (doesn't he have better things to do?) when I wasn't able to help a client who screwed up their own system. At 3 in the morning on a Friday night. I said "Screw it, I'm going back to school." I decided to go back to my roots, and do something creative. Do something that used computers, but wasn't just computers. I decided to go into Advertising. Lo and behold, after getting accepted and looking over the course requirements, I see this - Ahh, my beautiful MacBook. I guess it was simply meant to be.