May 05, 2010 21:15
It's not the book that failed. I failed at the book. I was sitting in the library today with a very impressive work of scholarship that shall remain nameless (it's not the book's fault!). I was really tired. I fell asleep, in a public library no less, sitting up. My head didn't slump, as it usually does when these things happen. I didn't move. I woke up, not quite suddenly, and realized that my eyes had been closed, and I didn't know how long. It might have been a very short time; it can't have been more than ten or fifteen minutes, I think. The guy who'd been sitting at my table when my eyes closed wasn't there when they opened, but his computer was, and he came back soon.
That's not the fail. These things happen; I can fall asleep over virtually any book sometimes.
The fail is that I immediately went back to my book, put my left index finger on the page, and attempted to scroll. I ran my finger down because I was at the end of the page. After a moment, I realized I had to move my eyes to the top of the next page. Uh. . . .
The scrolling might work on an iPhone, but I don't have an iPhone and have virtually never used an iPhone (I used my father-in-law's briefly many months ago, but I didn't scroll so well on it). The only thing I own that scrolls like that is an iPod that I hardly ever use; I just turn on iTunes on my laptop, because both earbuds and earphones hurt my ears. I scroll quite a lot with the button on my mouse, but that's with my right hand (and usually my middle finger), and not on the screen. I scroll on my trackpad when, as today, I have my laptop without my external keyboard and mouse, but again, invariably with my right hand. It's not as if it was a habitual action I performed on that book.
I wonder if I was having some interesting dream? Maybe I dreamed that I was actually reading the book instead of sleeping, and in my dream scrolling worked!
(I have begun to dream of e-mail, which is really frustrating: I can see the e-mails in my sleep, but I can't click on them, no matter how hard I try, so I can't read them.)
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