Oh, the agony

I survived before. I will survive this time.

Probably.

Moving all files and apps into a new computer is worse than moving out of a house.

More like a long-lasting funeral for a dear friend. Pet cat. Something that was alive and is now abandoned.

But the 2011-made MacBook Pro is done for. Cue Monty Python and the parrot.

The 2020 MacBook Air is fast and doesn't make scary scratching sounds in the replacement hard drive installed 16 months ago. And the trackpad works. All the time.

Old Moya, ye will be missed, and talked of kindly. New Talyn, welcome.

PS: Blogger? I hate the new design. But then I can't remember a redesign of anything online that I didn't hate. Freeloaders can't be choosers.

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