I love technology

There is no dignified approach to throwing away half-cooked eggs at work.

Just sayin’.


Thank goodness it’s Friday. I’ve had pretty much all I can take of this week. Mondays always start off with a productive bang, but by Friday afternoon I’m cross-eyed and grouchy. The minutes cannot move fast enough. I’m sick of staring at my computer screen. I hate you and your fluorescent light, computer. I hate you. Knowing I sit in front of a computer for 40 hours every week makes my heart sad and my left eye twitch.

Wouldn’t it be loverly if there was a way we could get computer work done without having to actually look at the computer? I’d love to be able to do all my design work with like, my mind or something. And I bet my designs would end up looking a lot better too. Things I couldn’t physically create because of my lack of experience or skill, I’d just think of and say, “Do it.”

And it is done.

A glowing unicorn with a rainbow flying out of its horn to spell out the company’s mission statement … done.

I’ve been taking mini computer breaks all morning to keep myself from going cross-eyed. I whipped out my post-it notes to look busy and have been scrawling out things like my grocery list … and my hit list.

I’m a very good note taker. My only problem is that I don’t write down sentence fragments like,

-George Washington was the first president, 1789-1797
-Father of Our Country

I’m always fretting that I won’t remember why I wrote what I did, or that I won’t have any idea what I was talking about. I’m more like,

George Washington was the first president of the United States and was in office from 1789 to 1797. His major role in the revolution and the formation of the United States led to the nickname: “Father of Our Country”. He might have worn a wig and had wooden teeth. Google that later. And remember that the prof is going to ask for his specific years in office on the exam. You helped yourself remember by writing the years on your hand in blue pen, but it smeared on you’re the sleeve of your white sweater. Go get laundry detergent.

I’m a very detailed person.

Happy weekend!