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I was dreaming about my job last night, and when I woke up, Penny was sitting by my pillow staring at me. I thought I was still at work, so I asked her if I could help her. She didn't respond. Of course she didn't respond, she's a cat. Didn't click. I asked her if she wanted to maybe buy a domain name? She stared at me some more. I was confused as to why she wasn't responding, and I got this nervous feeling that I was somehow fucking things up. So I looked around and Charlie was sitting on the other side of me, also staring. Then it clicked. I was in bed! These were my cats! They wanted food!
Lame.
The other night I spent 20 minutes trying to explain to an old man what an address bar is. The worst part? I failed! He just wasn't getting it! He wanted to know why he couldn't see his website when he looked it up. Apparently he surfs the internet by typing things into google. I finally gave up, had him type in "submit URL google" and had him submit his site. Oy vey. I still wonder how he set up a website to begin with.
I'm experiencing difficulty dealing with having two jobs and having to resign myself with the fact that there are only so many hours in the day. I mean, I've always had a suspicion that my problem is not that I really have ADD, but that I've just never been able to grasp A) that time is linear and B) that time is finite (at least in terms of how I interact with it). So the recent limitions that I've had on things I want to do vs. things I have to are really cramping my style!
I've really been wanting to meet boys lately, but don't want to go to bars. I can't hear in bars. I can't meet people when my conversational abilty is limited to "what" and "I'm sorry, I still didn't get that". I'm convinced there are secret places where the smart, cool, geeky-but-somehow-socially-ept(?) boys hang out, and I just need the secret password or something.
Lame.
The other night I spent 20 minutes trying to explain to an old man what an address bar is. The worst part? I failed! He just wasn't getting it! He wanted to know why he couldn't see his website when he looked it up. Apparently he surfs the internet by typing things into google. I finally gave up, had him type in "submit URL google" and had him submit his site. Oy vey. I still wonder how he set up a website to begin with.
I'm experiencing difficulty dealing with having two jobs and having to resign myself with the fact that there are only so many hours in the day. I mean, I've always had a suspicion that my problem is not that I really have ADD, but that I've just never been able to grasp A) that time is linear and B) that time is finite (at least in terms of how I interact with it). So the recent limitions that I've had on things I want to do vs. things I have to are really cramping my style!
I've really been wanting to meet boys lately, but don't want to go to bars. I can't hear in bars. I can't meet people when my conversational abilty is limited to "what" and "I'm sorry, I still didn't get that". I'm convinced there are secret places where the smart, cool, geeky-but-somehow-socially-ept(?) boys hang out, and I just need the secret password or something.