Quick recap! I'm 21, still a Med Aide, I paid off my car, my back itches, coffee no longer effects me, I learned to play Pitch (my first game I bid nine without the ace, king, or queen and I made it! Eat it, Kelsey!), my back really really itches, and I'm planning on becoming a Phlebotomist. other than that, it's pretty much the same old me, back for more fun and fancy free. and now that I've got a computer, let's just assume that I'm back to stay! Woot!
And while I'm on the subject of new computers, I'm just going to take a minute here to give everyone I ever debated about how PCs were superior to Macs the chance to give a resounding, "I told you so!" yes, folks, it's true. I caved and bought a Mac. not that I was ever really against them to begin with, but back in the day I used to argue against them. just cause nobody else was. somebody had to. but now somebody else can. I've served my time.
However wonderful the new computer might be, it's at times like these when I wish I had a computer tech sitting on my shoulder. you know. like the devil/angel thing, but with a computer tech who would give me computer advice and then poof away so I can pretend I came to the answer by myself. my own personal Geek Squad Fairy, to say things like, "Uh, you really don't want to do that." or, "Psst, there's a faster way." or, "Hey, moron, stop clicking random buttons before you delete something important!"
For instance, a few minutes ago I was trying to move music from a file into my Itunes library, and a screen popped up and said, "You are running a script that Itunes does not understand." how is that helpful? what am I even supposed to do with that? explain it to Itunes? and here I thought I was the confused one. that's the bad thing, though; when a computer doesn't understand something, they mean it! they don't have a clue, and they're not interested in learning how to do whatever it is.
Anyway. it's 2:30 in the morning, I have work tomorrow (today?), and I'm beastly tired, so I'm going to bid you adieu. I shall return, very soon...with endust!
--The Scientist, by Coldplay.