drinking and thinking

its friday night and i sit sipping cold beer and eating crisps with my computer. she´s a good friend. i spend so much time with her. she loves me more than probably anyone else does. i have 150 friends on facebook. that makes me feel good. im popular. i think. i drink. my computer plays me the music i like exactly when i want to listen to it and at the right volume. she turns on and turns off when i want her too. and if i leave her on her own for a while she falls asleep. she helps me organize myself and she helps me find work, she holds my images and my programs for months or even years without complaining. she finds recipes for me when i don´t know what to cook, and when im feeling horny, she helps me too. she allows me to do what i want to her, she wakes up happy and goes to bed happy. she attracts me to her with her big screen and sensual curves, she´s pure and white and quite angelic really. i would go as far as to say she´s pretty. she takes pictures of me when i want her to and she lets me speak to and sometimes even see my family and friends though her. the only thing she doesn't do is go for a beer with me on a friday night cos she can´t walk. this virtual world, after all, has its limitations.