Rampidbyter Rampid byter: A byte of my .Net developing life.

Vista,

You scare me. I’ve been sitting here trying to think of ways to end it with you, but I just can’t bring myself to do it. I mean you’re so gorgeous I’d be so hard pressed to ever replace you, except to go Mac, but I’m not gay so I can’t swing that way.

Vista, what is wrong? I mean you treat me really, really well for the most part. You warn me whenever I try to do anything with you that you could be upset with it. It was nice for the first day but then we got into that fight when I had to keep accepting your demands. Thankfully I found you just had a nasty case of the UAC when we first got together, but that was cleared up after a while when your friend Defender moved away. Things even got a little better between us when you went to see your first SP therapist.

Last night we were just about to get really hot and heavy in a menashatwa(sp?) with C, and then you decided dump me. I don’t know what the problem was it isn’t the first time that I was with you using C to get my Groove on. This isn’t the first time we’ve been with C, well it’s becoming more frequent since I dumped Visual Studio, but I thought you were different?

It’s really starting to get rough Vista I think you’re starting to get out of control. Since that night… I almost hate to mention it because we swore we’d never talk about it. I just can’t hold it back. I know what you did. I know you killed XP. I know you over heard my plans to break up with you and leave you for XP. Since then I’ve heard that XP isn’t around anymore, nobody seems to know where it went to, and you’ve been silent about it ever since.

I want to know the truth, did you really kill XP? I’m going to go to the …. *preparing dump file*