Sure is lonely around here. Kilbaby took two steps. He does that alot, I hear. He’s in Texas with Dad and Grandparents, and Mom’s in New York. He stands for 5 seconds at a time, lowers himself. Takes two steps, lowers himself. When I see him in three weeks, he’ll be able to run to me. And he’ll be a year old.
I am short tempered. The pro website has not launched yet and I wonder what I have been spending my time on. Life is short. Time is precious, hours are not to be wasted, but they are, including the last two I spent on a message board.
Electronics ruin everything. I have an iPod that charges on occasion. My MacBook turns off, with no warning. It has been repaired three times already. I’m too tired to return to the Genius Bar. You got me, Apple, you won. I’ll just keep losing material and re-booting. A few weeks ago, I got food poisoning at a college. A kid was walking towards me, so to avoid vomiting on him, I opened my purse and threw up on my cellphone, on my miniDisc recorder. $350.00, drowned because of a fruit cup from a Wawa. If I had to do it all over again, I’d aim for the kid. He’s in college, he probably threw up on himself earlier that day.
I finally have a printer. I had to return an Epson three times. Their solution was switched me over to a cheaper model with less features. It works, but Epson did not refund the difference. Also, the ink I bought for the first model doesn’t work in the second model. Epson sucks, and if I can persuade one reader to buy a printer from anyone but Epson, it still won’t have been worth it. Between tech calls for the printer, the cable (it’s out all the time), my online bank and the computer, I have spoken to more Indians than Gandhi.
Sure is lonely around here.
