It takes one week
...for me to suffer computer withdrawal.
It is a quarter to 7 on a gorgeous Friday evening, and here I am, AT WORK. I'm not even working! My computer died a week ago, and Mike and Rod are kindly rebuilding me a new one, but I'm starting to get itchy.
Mike loaned me his OLPC, and while very cute and charming, and fully up to the task of a BBS telnet session, the browser is horrible.
Maybe the enforced computer vacation is good for me, I did get a fair amount of spring cleaning done...but when my ipod runs out of juice, I'll have to challenge myself to run in silence. It will be good for me, I'm sure. I wonder what else I could accomplish without those distractions?
It is a quarter to 7 on a gorgeous Friday evening, and here I am, AT WORK. I'm not even working! My computer died a week ago, and Mike and Rod are kindly rebuilding me a new one, but I'm starting to get itchy.
Mike loaned me his OLPC, and while very cute and charming, and fully up to the task of a BBS telnet session, the browser is horrible.
Maybe the enforced computer vacation is good for me, I did get a fair amount of spring cleaning done...but when my ipod runs out of juice, I'll have to challenge myself to run in silence. It will be good for me, I'm sure. I wonder what else I could accomplish without those distractions?