Already Irritated

As the title implies I am already annoyed with blogging. Mostly because like most Americans I dislike things I do not fully understand. I'm just trying to figure out how everything works, but I'm not going to pretend I'm good at the whole computer operating thing. You can ask any poor customer that comes into the copy and print center and has a file that for some reason isn't just the straight forward 'file', 'print', select printer. They look at me like I'm supposed to be some sort of magician. I know the whole store dress code makes me look 'magical' and I come off as slightly schizophrenic (with people constantly talking in the ear piece that has to be worn at all times), but the pen I have attached to the cord of my walky talky ensemble (because I have nowhere else to put it as I do not have pockets) is not a magic wand and I cannot change the fact that you made your original file on a mac and our computers are not smart enough to handle that! And speaking of dress code there is an entire issue at the moment with wearing a red apron that I think is bull and makes my face a matching color to said garment, so I will hold off on my pirate language for the moment and save that thought for another time.

Anyways, I feel the need to tell everyone that the letter p key on this keyboard is malfunctioning and has to be pressed very hard. This problem showed itself right after Reid had borrowed my computer for a while. He claims he did nothing to it and gets really angry when I try to accuse him of damaging my computer. I feel it is a rather large coincidence that suddenly right after Reid uses my computer there is something physically wrong with it. I'm JUST saying....

So hopping around in thoughts here I'm hoping I can actually keep up with this blog a little better than my last one. I go through phases with my down time. I'll either read for months at a time, crochet for months at a time, paint or watch movies, write in my journal, and now I can add blogging to that list. Right now I'm in the reading a lot phase, but I'm coming to the end of a really good book and am for once not feeling motivated to go out and get another one right away...which gives me my clue that I'm changing phases. Also, I think I might need glasses as in the last month or two my eyes are really feeling strained and I've even done the old person thing where I've upped the font size on my screen so that all the web pages I visit can be read from 10 feet away.

The really good book I was referencing is Snow Flower and the Secret Fan by Lisa See. It is historical fiction and makes me eternally grateful that I am not a female in 19th century China. No foot binding for me that makes my feet look like mutant lilys that are only 7 cm in length!

And speaking of China there was a really good issue of National Geographic that came out this month that is all about China. It is one of those special issues that comes with a big fold out map on the inside. The gentleman that lived in this house before us had a subscription to almost every magazine imaginable (yes, including Playboy) and apparently all these companies haven't realized yet that he doesn't pay his bills so we get A LOT of magazines each month free to us! I get all the cool ones like National Geographic and Reid gets all the boring car ones. We usually just throw away the Rolling Stones ones (and others that are similar that I can't remember the names to right now) because neither me or Reid are cool enough to even touch those. They would spontaneously combust upon us opening them in protest anyhow. Not worth the effort or the possible fire.