I'm hopelessly monogamous and jealous. I have a new roommate whom I taught how to send e-mails today (I kid you not - he sent his 1st email ever from my computer). While he was typing his message I hung over his shoulder like a vulture and shuffled anxiously around... SOMEONE was using MY computer... arrrgh!
It's not even mine, I'm keeping it for my mother. But I've tweaked it to my needs to the degree that she didn't recognise it when she visited the other day. But the knowledge that I may have to give it up one day makes me sad. :( That's why it has no name.
Anyway, when people ask if they can use my computer, I keep thinking "get your hands off my baby, you sonofa..." and pester them so much they never finish what they were doing because they get nervous.