u argued with me the other day...???

mY gOOD fRIEND sHOOBHAYN sENDS mE THIS! cHECK oUT.
check this out...this is a report from slashdot.com (the worl'd best and most accurate site on the latest gadgets and gizmos)
"BBC has up an article about the trap of installing Vista in your existing desktop. Written by Tim Weber, a self-confessed 'sucker for technology', this article is a good introduction to the pain and extra money required to get going with the newest version of Windows. See how you can spend an extra 130 british pounds, and still have no working webcam! Says Weber, 'It took me one day to get online. The detail is tedious and highly technical: reinstalling drivers and router firmware didn't work, but after many trial and error tweaks to Vista's TCP/IP settings, I had internet access. Once online, Creative's website told me that my sound card was a write-off. No Vista support would be forthcoming.'"

and then again it needs 1GB RAM....just for some decorative front page....long live XP...

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Beche Thakar Gaan

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