I like broken technology.
I bought my laptop for 350€ on Backmarket. I bought it because it was a decent price and looked sturdy. Well, actually this price wasn't for nothing. Ok you need to picture it. When I turn my computer on, it makes a buzzing sound, the kind of sounds old PCs used to make. When I hold it from the wrong corner, or put it a certain way on my lap, the whole thing freezes and needs to be rebooted with the power button. A laptop that is, indeed, not to be put on lap. There are screws on the underside that keep on unscrewing themeselves. One time, I don't know what happened, It became dead dead and I had to lend it to my techy friend to bring it back to life. I'm sorry, I can't remember what my friend did during the ressuscitation process.
I absolutely love this computer. First of all, these buzzing sounds are really soothing to me in a nostalgic way. It reminds me of our first family computer, which had it's own desk, took 1-3 hours to power up or made a symphony of robotic sounds just to play pinball and scribble on Paint. Sometimes, the whole thing glitched. Nothing a good ol thump on the tower couldn't fix. This is it. My broken laptop reminds me of its own physicality and spirit. This laptop has a body and moods. I just figured she needs a name (of course she's a she, she's an ancient goddess who runs on Windows and prayers).
PS: I'm sorry R., thank you for being the surgeon of my broken stuff. I'm sorry I like things that needs your skills to work. Skills I do not have under any circumstances. I'm sorry I also gave you a drowned moldy hard-drive, asked you to retrieve my photos, only to never ask for said files and let them live on your NAS forever.