I was always a PC person, until I got my first Mac. It changed my life by opening my eyes to how wrong I was about what a person's relationship with their computer should be. It shouldn't be angry and sad and unhappy, it should be the opposite of all those things. Delighted and happy and happier are all things that I feel towards my Mac now after crossing over.
This is reinforced my the events of this morning. I got Parallels for Mac OS X in order to run the software that came with the high-speed camera in Moorea. I installed Windows XP this morning, and that went OK, until 5 minutes into running Internet Explorer (aka Please take a crap on my day) when XP experienced its first crash. AWESOME. So, install Service Pack 2.
EPIC FAIL. SP2 will not install because it's looking for older updates which my version of XP doesn't have (because it is an older copy), because apparently if Microsoft was a small child, it would drown in three inches of water. Now XP won't boot at all.
Thank you, Microsoft, for reinforcing my opinion that Macs are far superior to anything you will ever produce.