Room for just one more: lessons in consumerism

I’m not sure at which point along in the scouting-out-a-new-purchase process that I realised I didn’t need a new laptop, but it’s probably safe to say it was fairly early on.

With University looming in a couple of months, I’d figured taking my desktop there and back every ten weeks was actually going to be a bit much, and I thus definitely needed a laptop. This was a slightly annoying thought process, as when I bought said desktop thirty-odd months back, it’d been in part justified as “I wouldn’t mind taking it to University”.

So I don’t need a laptop. Taking my desktop wouldn’t actually be too much trouble, and my ageing netbook has found a new lease of life running Chrome OS.

Yet, I’m quite likely probably going to get a new laptop anyway.

I’ve decided that my University experience will be incomplete if I’m unable to write essays in the kitchen and be on Skype at the same time. I will have literally no fun unless I’m able to play Super Meat Boy in lectures.

The idea that there’s always room for one more device is one that seemingly everyone is finding increasingly acceptable. Devices like Google Glass and the Pebble watch are solving problems that you didn’t even know you had until someone told you about them.

And, you know what? It kinda sucks. I try to be “minimalist” in how much “stuff” I have, yet I’m quite happy saving my pennies for the latest solution to my only-recently-existing problems. Heck, I’m even writing a blog post about laptops in an attempt to make myself feel better about it.

You’ll have to excuse me now. I’m going to read a physical book. My Kindle’s out of battery, anyway.