How can you put a price on memories?

I walked into the Apple store with my eyes wide, searching for my new lap top. I had already done quite a bit of research and knew I wanted a new 13-inch  Mac Book Pro. My only question was regarding the core 5 vs core 7 processor. (I know you all are dying to know what I picked, it was the core 5. )

But now that I’m sitting home, writing this on my new laptop and I can’t help but feel bad for my ol’ Bessie. I mean she helped me get through some of the best times of my life (so far, obviously better times are lookin’ ahead.)  I wrote my first attempt at a novel, my first college essay, my last college essay, fell in love with blogging, dove head first into the world of online dating..so many memories.

And now my dear friend is being brushed aside for a new shiny model, and it is really shiny. I’ve been trying to get used to the new typing, better speed, and really intense glossy screen (like sometimes I can’t even focus, instead I just watch myself or what is happening behind me). It’s just not the same with out my Ol’ good luck charm with me.

The thing is, I want to sell her, scratch that I need to sell her. If mama’s gonna pay the bills then she needs to start making some sort of dough. But I’m just not sure how I’ll be able to part with her.

How can I put a price on all of the college memories we shared?

(on a side note, anyone interested in a 15-inch Macbook pro from 2007feel free to comment with your best offer)

I Would’ve Eaten the Apple too

Since this was my last semester at school I decided to take a random selection of courses. One of those being sociology 101. Not really sure what I was getting myself into, I braced myself for learning about societies and how people function, or fail to function, in them.

I was not, however, prepared for a lecture on how women suck and deserve this treatment “because Eve (from Adam and Eve) had a small little bite of an apple.”

Maybe home girl was hungry, maybe home girl wanted to gain some knowledge. Not to mention I think we all know how curious we get if when told don’t do that. And I think we all know when someone says “Don’t touch the red button” we’re going to touch the red button.

It’s not like Eve forced Adam to eat the apple, she merely suggested to him that it was delicious and gave her some insight. It’s not her fault that God wanted to make sure he was the only one who had knowledge and wanted to make sure women stayed uneducated. Just sayin‘.

I understand this was in long long ago times (the exact date, I’m not quite so sure of), what I don’t understand is why people are using this as a reason for underpaying women, and treating them like crap. Because, let’s be real..there is no reason for that shit (pardon my language readers) to be happening.

If you are going to blame some chick eating an apple (I know but she wasn’t supposed to blah blah blah) for giving women the ability to birth children (aka create life..no big) and call it a bad thing. Then I’m sorry but you are just dumb.

Please realize I do respect your religions. I just don’t think it should have any affect in the way people treat me. I also don’t feel that men are superior in any way shape or form. Basically, women kick ass. And if you can’t handle that feel free to leave America and join the middle east.