I don't want to be a bitch or anything but I still don't have an Operating System for the increasingly more expensive monstrosity of scrap metal I'd like to be able to call a computer. Disappointed? Yes. Very.
Oh Noodly Spaghetti Monster, give me the carbohydrate-pumped strenght to not bite their heads off through the phone when I speak to them in the morning. R'Amen.