Perhaps. What makes me so about this is that I already need a new laptop for employment purposes, and this reminds me of that dangers of searching around too freely on Google. Also, I'm too dependent on the machine anyway.
You secretly despise me, don't you? One day, I'll read a NYT review of your first novel, wherein Michiko Kakutani will commend your acuity in limning its main character, a miserable, no-life skating fan who eats white chocolate and anthropomorphizes every inanimate object she sees.