The right hand shift key on my laptop is going out. That is on top of the fact that I have certain keys that already act up and the hinges are broken. One side doesn't even stay attached anymore.
Sad face.
I definately need a new laptop.
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I feel your pain on this one. It's not quite as big a deal, or as expensive to replace, but the illuminating light on my cell phone has finally given up the ghost. When I need to use the phone, I have to stand in a place where the light is just right for me to determine what's on the screen. Needless to say, this makes texting a real adventure. Grrrr.
Glad to see you're feeling a little more up. Crossing my fingers that you get to stay for a while. Once again, I've not been particularly verbose -- lately it feels like staving off work-related depression has become a full-time job in and of itself -- but I am still observant, still checking to see how you're doing, wishing you good things all along the way. You're doing some very, very cool things on your Flickr 'stream. :)
Ick. I think I would die-almost- if that light went out on my cell phone. My car doesn't have an interior light and I use it as the light on top of texting and everything else. I would be grrrr too.
It didn't last long, sadly enough.
I have been checking in on you too. I am always more of a lurker than a commenter. How is your ballet class going?
I understand about all of that. Between work, school, and my world seemingly fallen apart around me, I don't have much time for anything especially the crying that I have been doing so much of lately.
Thank you about my Flickr stuff. I have tried to direct my less than cheerful tendencies to toying with paintshop.
Hugs.
I do hope that things get better for you, my dear.
Hugs back. And thank you. :)
I'm sorry to hear that your "up" didn't last long. I have faith, though, that it'll be back. I won't subject you to Winston-Churchill-esque speeches about Soldiering On and Never Giving Up, but I will encourage you to keep playing with Paintshop, and to keep writing. It's easier said than done, I know, but sometimes creative endeavor can pull you through the tough stuff, and you can look back on it later with a measure of satisfaction: even at your lowest moments, you were still able to create something beautiful and interesting.
Of course, I say this as someone who used to blog at length every single day, and now only manages it once a week if I'm lucky. You may not want to be heeding any advice from me. ;)
Ballet class is pretty neat. I won't deny that it's always tough at the start of class, when we stretch out, simply because I'm so much bigger and softer than everyone else in class, and looking in the mirror rolfs up a lot of bad emotion. But I want to learn correct form, and the only way to do that is to watch yourself in the mirror, and to pay more attention to your spine and your feet, and less attention to your gut & butt. :) By the end of the class I feel fantastic, but I think that's due to the endorphin rush that comes from doing jetés and dancing across the length of the studio. Not that I'm complaining, of course. I'll take the good stuff where I can find it.
You are definately a keeper. ^.~
Hey. I have a tendency to give advice on things and never to take my own advice. I think many of us come from the same mold in that respect. ^.^
Yeah. I understand. There are things that I will not do under any circumstances (unless of course I am alone in my room and no one can see me) because I think it does not look good. I, honestly, would never be brave enough to take a ballet class (I am using my bad ankles as my excuse and sticking to it!)
I bet it would feel amazing at the end. Keep at it. You will get better. Don't let how you think you look affect what you want to do!
See. There is that advice that I give and don't use myself. ^.^
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