ANGER!!
World Domination Status: Mind control substances in special salves for hands dead from writing five essays in a row. Oh, I'm good.
Three Things:
1. I'm done with finals and I feel pretty good about them! Yay! :D
2. Gregory's trackpad button is official Dead - it selects random things upon start up and refuses to release them again. The only way to get anything done is to use only the keyboard, and if you end up in the wrong place, that's it, you're screwed - time to restart. This post coming to you with the help of the mouse that came with my tablet.
3. I... actually wrote some on tehpuppyangst on the busride home today o.o
Also, I have spaghetti. Which is good. But not important enough to be a Thing. And anyway, it's gone now.
Well, time to look into that AppleCare box again, I suppose. Le sigh. At least it waited until a half-an-hour before my last final of the quarter to finally go completely batshit on me, so either Gregory likes me better than Carrots I, II, and III (okay, that's unfair to I, who loved me and died before college ever started, and I suppose unfair to III as well, since Carrot III was a good little iBook who really tried) or my laptop mojo is improving. Or I'm getting wise to the Sneaky Ways of Laptops >.> WHO KNOWS.
I still get to sulk, though.
Three Things:
1. I'm done with finals and I feel pretty good about them! Yay! :D
2. Gregory's trackpad button is official Dead - it selects random things upon start up and refuses to release them again. The only way to get anything done is to use only the keyboard, and if you end up in the wrong place, that's it, you're screwed - time to restart. This post coming to you with the help of the mouse that came with my tablet.
3. I... actually wrote some on tehpuppyangst on the busride home today o.o
Also, I have spaghetti. Which is good. But not important enough to be a Thing. And anyway, it's gone now.
Well, time to look into that AppleCare box again, I suppose. Le sigh. At least it waited until a half-an-hour before my last final of the quarter to finally go completely batshit on me, so either Gregory likes me better than Carrots I, II, and III (okay, that's unfair to I, who loved me and died before college ever started, and I suppose unfair to III as well, since Carrot III was a good little iBook who really tried) or my laptop mojo is improving. Or I'm getting wise to the Sneaky Ways of Laptops >.> WHO KNOWS.
I still get to sulk, though.