Grrrrrr

[roxy]

This laptop and I don't get along. I hate her and she hates me. I refuse to enlarge the letters to the size of my head in order to read--vanity is all--and this key board is ridiculously tiny for a non-typist. She's completely bent on making me seem like an illiterate too, those typos lately--all her fault. Bitch. Plus she keeps trying to swallow my stories. Why oh why won't the objects in my life cooperate? My laptop hates me, the coffee maker spits all over me, the cd player eats my cd's and no one believes me. Why, I tell you, if it weren't for my constant companion here, I'd be in sorry shape. Excuse me, what do you mean what companion? He's sitting right here. Right here. Can't you see him? Tsk--you're the one who needs their eyes checked, hunh? *chuckle* Don't say that Frank, that's not nice.

Stop looking at me like that.

he's right here....

Comments

[kaydee23.livejournal.com]

It does take some getting used to. Get it time. I hated my laptop when I first got it and kept using my desktop. Finally, my desktop gave up the ghost and I had to use the laptop.

You know what? You can plug a keyboard and a mouse into it if it's really bothering you that much. You really can. Keyboards are cheap, and so are mouses.

I think Frank seems nice. I'm glad he's there to keep you company.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

THank you, yes, he is! and look, he's smiling now! You made him happy1 *G*

And I'll just have to be patient--and get a mouse in the mean time.