lust

Is it still a sin if the object of my lust is not flesh and blood, but aluminum and glass?
My old (2001) PC laptop died a few weeks ago. It was a peaceful death... the poor thing just couldn't boot up one more time. So it left me completely computer-less for the first time in seven years. It's a strange feeling; I don't know exactly where my "life" is (as in, all the important information, not my identity. haha) I do have a user account on Rob's MacBook, and it's awesome of him to share with me like that, but he's ON his computer all the time for school (rightly so) so I rarely, if ever, touch it any more. I use my iPhone to check my e-mail, surf the web, keep up-to-date on our calendar and other such things, so I'm not totally deprived. There's just something about having an actual computer to have all my stuff in. Photos, programs, projects, and other things that probably don't start with a P. ;) Anyway, after watching the unveiling of the new MacBooks, my desire for a computer to call my own is very much renewed.

Rob has actually been talking about getting a desktop computer (iMac) for school purposes for a while now... and now that the new MacBooks are out, he's seriously considering getting one of those and a desktop display for it. Or selling our current MacBook and replacing it, and getting an iMac for him. And since he still works at Apple (albeit only two days a week) he can get a hefty employee discount, so that helps. He made a little price comparison chart to help us decide:I'm not sure what we're gonna do, but I can say that when I look at that sleek new MacBook, feelings akin to lust well up within me and I want to pop it right out of the screen and onto my lap.

Ew, that was kinda weird. Anyway. I like that Tahoe picture on the screen of the MacBook. :)