Funny to be physically sick instead of emotionally for a change. Knocking on wood, my body’s usually pretty hardy.
Man, what if someone had a stomach illness in the olden days, whey they had to run to the privy every two minutes? That would totally suck!
Am liking my Notebook, but am missing my mouse. Spoke to some lame-o at Cingular yesterday about getting an air card instead of a wireless cable connection. Sounds like what I’m going to do, except that the air card costs a whopping $199 and $60 monthly. Somewhat more expensive than cable, but honestly, it’s worth it to avoid the cable company, those monopolistic dicks. Thank goodness Peggy told me about aircards. I remember the day she called me and was all concerned about the Mac, asking me whether I’d used them before—which I had—and whether it would be a tough transition. Now she’s one of those smug, fervent MacHeads. I promise not to become one of those. A computer is a computer, a tool and that’s it. Heheheh, I said “tool.” One thing, I’ve got one of those cameras built-in and Peggy and I thought it would be fun to videoconference. Uh-oh, that means I have to get cleaned up first, unlike the phone. :-
Did I tell you, I’ve totally given up on Eric the knitting guy. I figured that if he wants me bad enough he’ll make a move, and since he hasn’t, I guess he doesn’t. Why should I make things easier on him? Besides, he’s a bit of a putz. He keeps nagging the older ladies for tips on how to make him a speed-knitter. Fact is, he’s been knitting for two years and they’ve been knitting for thirty or forty. What’s the point anyway, which everyone’s told him but he persists. Too pedantic for my tastes.
This notebook gets hot on the ol’ lap.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 4:01 PM
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