Bi grad schwer ufum Gsundheitstrip: Ich ha Ärpär im Layout, bi ufer Süech nachumu nöiiu Welo und jetz hani öi no en Epfl vorer Nasa. Ich weiss, ich weiss. Ich bi no nie en grosse Macfän gsi, aber irgendeswie hani mi gli derzüe la uberschnurru und weisch was: Ich glöibu nid, dassi di entscheidig biröiu: Das Chaschtji cha doch grad fasch alles und es brücht grad fascht gar kei Platz (wa wier in iischer Miniwohnig eh nid hetti). Alles in allum also en geniali Sach – und wier si öi demunah zfridni. Chenet che ja afa per Mail amäldu fer Besichtigungstermina.

in a desperate attempt to start a new healthier lifestyle, I bought myself a apple cutter last friday. Since that didn’t really make me a veggie (not that this would have been the target), I gave it another shot and bought a iMac – now that is my kind of fruit! Don’t tell this anybody that ever heard me rambling on about Macs, but I love it. Seriously, I do. I think it was love on the first sight from the moment the lovely lady from TNT put the big box on my table… I was excited, all my nerves gathered together in my eyes and my finger tipps, as I carefully opened the box and found a delicate white (useless, since one-button but that I couldn’t care less, because it simply looks lovely) mouse. Then I found the keyboard (the only thing I always liked about Macs – so no change there) and finally, I got to the core and pulled out my might-and-shiny 20″widescreen flat-panel display, 2.0GHz Intel Core Duo iMac – and was lost. The beginning of a love-affair. And this time, I might even dare to say that it is for real.

Btw: if you’re considering getting one as well (which I highly recommend), check these out: http://www.apple.com/getamac/ads/ – hilarioius but very convincing.