this post is entirely gratuitous
Jun. 25th, 2009 11:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seldneiI'm only typing this entry because I want to use the new keyboard we got for our desktop. It's one of the streamlined ones that's more like a laptop keyboard than a desktop keyboard. The mouse plugs into the side. It's not wireless, but it looks all nifty on my desk. Only thing is, we just noticed tonight that there's no number pad on it, and I actually use the number pad pretty often. That said, though, I don't really like the number pad for a calculator, and now I may have an excuse to get a really small adding machine. :)
Our computer is now kinda hodge-podgey: the Mini with an LG monitor, the old mouse and the shiny new keyboard. Everything used to be all white and futuristic on my tempered-glass desk (it looks like ... is it milk glass? That greenish stuff from the 50s that Martha Stewart collects?)--very bridge of the new Enterpise. Now, however, it's ... well, it's too new to be Blade Runner, but more akin to that than the other. I like it. :)
I have also, it seems, developed a callus on the tip of my right index finger. I was thinking it was either cancer or the beginnings of leprosy, possibly the carpal tunnel finally making its long-awaited move towards right hand domination, and then I thought ... could it be a callus? I have, after all, been laptopping it since shortly after Scott and I got married, which is eight and a half years ago now, and my first laptop had one of those pencil-eraser mice. I've never been good at using a regular mouse with the laptop; I always forget I've attached it and end up using the trackpad. So it's possible. The next tell-tae callus of us writery people: the index finger callus. It replaces the pen and/or pencil bump on your middle finger.
Hm. What else? Headed to the parents' for the weekend. Dad's still in NC, so it'll be me and Mom and the boyo, possibly Scott. Well, definitely Scott on Saturday, but not sure about tomorrow.
And Michael Jackson died, which seems so incredibly weird to me.
Our computer is now kinda hodge-podgey: the Mini with an LG monitor, the old mouse and the shiny new keyboard. Everything used to be all white and futuristic on my tempered-glass desk (it looks like ... is it milk glass? That greenish stuff from the 50s that Martha Stewart collects?)--very bridge of the new Enterpise. Now, however, it's ... well, it's too new to be Blade Runner, but more akin to that than the other. I like it. :)
I have also, it seems, developed a callus on the tip of my right index finger. I was thinking it was either cancer or the beginnings of leprosy, possibly the carpal tunnel finally making its long-awaited move towards right hand domination, and then I thought ... could it be a callus? I have, after all, been laptopping it since shortly after Scott and I got married, which is eight and a half years ago now, and my first laptop had one of those pencil-eraser mice. I've never been good at using a regular mouse with the laptop; I always forget I've attached it and end up using the trackpad. So it's possible. The next tell-tae callus of us writery people: the index finger callus. It replaces the pen and/or pencil bump on your middle finger.
Hm. What else? Headed to the parents' for the weekend. Dad's still in NC, so it'll be me and Mom and the boyo, possibly Scott. Well, definitely Scott on Saturday, but not sure about tomorrow.
And Michael Jackson died, which seems so incredibly weird to me.
