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Apple says: Tiger users could upgrade to Snow Leopard for £25 - but mustn't

I think that if Leopard's taken off the market, you could basically go swing if you expected me to pay for the box of software I didn't want.

Good work for not technologically enforcing the upgrade path, but poor show for the box set and the weaselly PR.

Gushing fanboy replies will get you banned, btw.

I'm getting to grips with my mac-based dev environment, and yep, it's an OK piece of kit, but (apart from my actual mates whose help I appreciate greatly) I have read enough apple-smugness on the net in the last two weeks, I don't have the stomach for more.

guess who's rewiring his studio?

MIDI leads, right?

That dimple on the plug that shows you which way up it goes?

Let's just agree, shall we, it's ALWAYS facing UP.

Here:

( ' ) Correct.

( . ) WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG.

( -) Cheeky!

- Because I tend not to look at my fucking synth from underneath it, so if we're going to pick a standard, THAT WOULD BE USEFUL.

kthx.

Spam

Dear friend,

Maybe you do not know me but i will introduce myself.

I am ... I think ... i will keep my name in secret. Let it be Princess.

I am a little Princess. I live in Russia.  I am so sad. I am beautiful
and cute girl but so poor at the same time.

I am looking for handsome prince with whom we will have a good life.

I do not know what to do. I want to improve everything in my life.

I suppose you are smart guy and can be my prince.

Please, e-mail me back when you receive this e-mail cause it will make
me feel better. I will not be alone. And perhaps we can be nice
friends.

E-mail Longhair8793@rambler.ru to this e-mail.

Yours
Princess.

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I feel kind of bad for the lass!

I shall reply...

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It's great to hear from you!

I'm an ugly bi-polar sociopath with crushing mental health issues!

My name is sadly not a secret, it's often used as a synonym for numerous genital-based swear words by people I've never met, via the internet.

I am looking for an archipelago on which I can construct a mountain lair, free from the footfalls of human life, upon which I can live out my short existence, sufficiently far from those I care about that my genetic predeliction for self-sabotage won't affect the people I love.

Please email me back when you receive this because I am drastically unstable and random acts of affection may buy me a few more hours before deciding to inhale a train!

Yours,

DeathBoy

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this could be the start of a beautiful friendship.