WHAT SOME PEOPLE may not know is that I can get extremely irritable. This afternoon, after a tiring day at the Medical ICU, I talked to my father over the phone while simultaneously turning my old, trusted Compaq Presario CQ40 on. I do it all the time—multitasking. Tatay was in the middle of asking me how I was doing when he heard me grumble about the pitiful state of my four-year old machine. "Bon," he said, "you're getting angry again." "My stupid laptop isn't working." "Did you try to get it fixed? Maybe you have friends who can help you." "No, it's a stupid laptop, and it's not being useful when I need it the most."