woe is me
I hate Macs. I've tried to give them a chance, I really have, and in the end I have to say that my mind just isn't organized that way. Nothing is intuitive about them, goddamn it, I don't care what you Mac-loving people say (cough, sarahandemily, cough). I was trying to export a video from iMovie for about...6 hours. If the lab had windows, there would be no more computer. I need to go in early tomorrow and figure it out before my professor needs it for a presentation later in the day. No pressure at all.
I ran today. It felt good. I'd go running more often if it didn't mean getting up so early. I don't think I function properly on less than 9 hours of sleep a night (but I wouldn't know because I've never done it for an extended period of time).
I finished a good mystery last night and now my life feels so much less interesting. Must...find...exciting book...fast.
I need a break.
I ran today. It felt good. I'd go running more often if it didn't mean getting up so early. I don't think I function properly on less than 9 hours of sleep a night (but I wouldn't know because I've never done it for an extended period of time).
I finished a good mystery last night and now my life feels so much less interesting. Must...find...exciting book...fast.
I need a break.