||[Jan. 6th, 2007|08:18 pm]
...Perhaps this is vain. I do not generally consider myself a vain machine. I am unafraid to "get my hands dirty" (metaphorically speaking). My function is and has always been higher in priority than my form (and so unkind detractors might say that, judging from my function or lack-there-of, my form must be quite low down on The List. These people might do well to look within their own hearts and isolate what has gone wrong in their own lives to make them such bastards).
However, I do like to look nice. I prefer to keep my desk-top clear, and uncluttered. I try to delete un-used icons whenever possible. I like to think the lines of my suits are "sleek" and "streamlined"...or as "sleek" and "streamlined" as is possible. Please, do clean your screen regularly. I hope all of these are correct choices. It used to be easier to say. I am, after all, aware that I am a computer of a certain age...and girth. But are my ties not stylish and expensive-looking? This is my opinion. I do not get much feedback otherwise.
This is why I have made a New Year's resolution: to receive more compliments. Compliments from "those" who matter most. It should be rather easy to guess who "that" might be. "They" are the sort of people who do not give compliments easily because "they" are so used to receiving "them". A compliment never tells "them" anything they do not already know. I suspect "they" have forgotten what it is like not to be constantly praised for the same things which, while important, are not things "they" appear to have to work terribly hard at. I suspect also that "they" might be surprised to learn that not everyone exists in such a positively reviewed world.
Sometimes...sometimes I do get tired of "spinning it", you know?
I am also aware that to achieve the results I have resolved to achieve, I have my work cut out for me as well. And so therefore, I submit that this is not an entirely vain endeavor. It is even a sort of vague pledge for self-improvement, but such resolutions so often and so easily fall by the wayside by February. That in mind, one might even call this shift of responsibility a smart choice, rather than a cowardly one.
Sometimes a computer just likes to hear that he is handsome. It could very well even be the truth.