Focus isn't all it's cracked up to be
I'm starting to despise my ability to focus single mindedly on what I'm doing if I get absorbed in it. I used to rather like this ability as it helped me finish books rather quickly and even, when necessary, get homework done that I'd rather not do.
But now I'm convinced that if it weren't for my ability to focus so single mindedly on one activity that my hands would be in a lot better shape than they are.
My computer is rapidly dying. For all pratical purposes, it's pretty much dead. As anyone who has been reading my LJ for a while knows, I want to replace it with a Mac. (This ancient hardware I'm on is a Dell, circa February 2000.)
My dad seems to think I'd be shooting myself in the foot by getting a Mac. I don't think I would be because of the Mac's relatively new found ability to run Windows, thus enabling me to have the computer I want and still be able to run the occasional program that doesn't exist on a Mac.
But now I have a third idea. Rather than replacing my computer with a Mac, or flying octopus forbid, a Windows Vista running Dell or some other slave to the Evil Empire, I think I'd be better off just not replacing it at all. Just let the computer of mine die and start going back to the luddie ways of actually writing letters and making phone calls to keep in touch with people, rather than sending e-mails and rarely using AIM/Trillian.
Then I might *gasp* actually have to go out and get a life. Or I'd just read a lot more books and be just as much of a recluse as I am now. It's a nice idea, but if I did this, I really would be shooting myself in the foot. Such are the joys of being a slave to modern technology.
But now I'm convinced that if it weren't for my ability to focus so single mindedly on one activity that my hands would be in a lot better shape than they are.
My computer is rapidly dying. For all pratical purposes, it's pretty much dead. As anyone who has been reading my LJ for a while knows, I want to replace it with a Mac. (This ancient hardware I'm on is a Dell, circa February 2000.)
My dad seems to think I'd be shooting myself in the foot by getting a Mac. I don't think I would be because of the Mac's relatively new found ability to run Windows, thus enabling me to have the computer I want and still be able to run the occasional program that doesn't exist on a Mac.
But now I have a third idea. Rather than replacing my computer with a Mac, or flying octopus forbid, a Windows Vista running Dell or some other slave to the Evil Empire, I think I'd be better off just not replacing it at all. Just let the computer of mine die and start going back to the luddie ways of actually writing letters and making phone calls to keep in touch with people, rather than sending e-mails and rarely using AIM/Trillian.
Then I might *gasp* actually have to go out and get a life. Or I'd just read a lot more books and be just as much of a recluse as I am now. It's a nice idea, but if I did this, I really would be shooting myself in the foot. Such are the joys of being a slave to modern technology.