Thoughts while scanning:
Page 1: Huh, this is interesting. Fairy tales of Colorado....
Page 5: Wait a second, this fairy tale is Japanese!
Page 10: And this isn't even a fairy tale!
Page 20: I wonder what I'm going to make for dinner tonight...
Page 35: *sorting through plotholes in recent writing project*
Page 50: And if I had rocket boots and goggles, I could fly to Portland and see my sister. Also, vegan restaraunts.
Page 65: *making the BEEEEEEEEEEP VRRRRRRR sounds rhythmic enough to fit most four-chord classic rock ballads*
Page 67: I hate this scanner, I hate this scanner, I hate this scanner...
Page 67, thirty minutes later: My life is a sad state of affairs. I will never have a girlfriend. Or a job I like. Or finish my book. And who will love me if I can't even scan a basic document? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Page 80: Okay, maybe I overreacted.
Page 100: Guh nuh. Buh fuh muh. Puh. Scanner. Page. Click. Vreeee.
In conclusion: Scanning breaks me.
Page 5: Wait a second, this fairy tale is Japanese!
Page 10: And this isn't even a fairy tale!
Page 20: I wonder what I'm going to make for dinner tonight...
Page 35: *sorting through plotholes in recent writing project*
Page 50: And if I had rocket boots and goggles, I could fly to Portland and see my sister. Also, vegan restaraunts.
Page 65: *making the BEEEEEEEEEEP VRRRRRRR sounds rhythmic enough to fit most four-chord classic rock ballads*
Page 67: I hate this scanner, I hate this scanner, I hate this scanner...
Page 67, thirty minutes later: My life is a sad state of affairs. I will never have a girlfriend. Or a job I like. Or finish my book. And who will love me if I can't even scan a basic document? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Page 80: Okay, maybe I overreacted.
Page 100: Guh nuh. Buh fuh muh. Puh. Scanner. Page. Click. Vreeee.
In conclusion: Scanning breaks me.