2003-09-29
virus's and saltwater
A few days ago I was downloading my math notes from this thing teachers sometimes post messages and, well, notes on. It completely fucked my computer, and I can’t even turn it on really. So I will probably have to get a new hard drive, or a new computer. Oh joy. Until then I am using the computer labs here at college. Today, however, I decided to check out a laptop so I could go off into some corner somewhere and be alone without feeling like everyone is looking over my shoulder. I work the circulation desk here at the library and at first sort of wondered why people check these things out when there are computers all over the damn place here. But like I said, it is great to have a little more privacy and quiet, so I think I’m going to be using the laptops when I’m here instead from now on. It’s also good because it really gets me in the mood to update, and that’s something I don’t do nearly as much as I need to anymore. So yeah. I have never ever used a laptop before though, so I am surprised my retarded self even figured out how to use it. Hell, if they weren’t so expensive I’d buy my own since my computer is screwed up. There’s work I should be doing here now instead of typing away on this damn thing but eh. Yesterday I was watching one of those shows on Animal Planet. They were talking about the top ten animals with super sense, like being able to smell something miles away and such. They started talking about this weird day spa that has this tub you lay in for about an hour or so. The water is mixed with tons of salt to make the density so intense you just float and they keep it all skin temperature so it’s like you can’t feel anything. The room is sound proof and pitch black so it’s like you have literally lost all five senses. The whole point is so that your brain has absolutely nothing to concentrate on but your thoughts and you start thinking all intensely or whatever. It sounds like something I think would be interesting to try someday but I’m sure it cost way too damn much. It’s time to tell myself I need to get some work done, then waist more time doing absolutely nothing.
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