Which came first – the drugs? Or the flashing lights?
I have so many things to share with you, (like my nipples!) but my MacBook has gone bonkers and the middle of my screen has turned into an Alien Being composed of rainbow-colored flashing lights.
I am emotionally, and most often physically, attached to my MacBook so I'm freaking the hell out … it's about to DIE on me.
Please bring me a MacBook (Pro because it would be nice to step up a level as long as you're stopping in) TODAY NOW!
And yes, all my data on my possessed laptop is backed up.
If you don't back up your computer you should.
Because the aliens are coming!
And they've come to my laptop first.
Which is really no surprise when you think about it.
But I can't think about it because STOP THE FLASHING LIGHTS!
I didn't mean, just a minute ago, to say I intend to share my actual nipples with you. I meant – I have a funny story about nipples to share with you.
The story, I mean, is about my nipples and a funny situation they found themselves in.
A computer-savvy person told me my laptop most likely "only" needs a new video card or something like that – which made no sense to me because I don't watch many videos. However, I don't think I've turned my MacBook off for more than five minutes since the day I got it. Maybe I used whatever is inside it all up by now.
Who can say?
I'm not even understanding myself – how about you?
Someone stop the flashing lights!
Ok, and then there's the deal with the drugs. Because – are the lights really rainbow colored or is it a figment of my imagination the pain meds? Are there even flashing lights at all? I feel like I'm on LSD (which I've never taken) but I'm quite sure taking LSD feels exactly like Flashing Rainbow Lights In The Middle of A MacBook Screen.
By the way, for Christmas, The Torturer gave me quite a bit of time off. (Yay!) But when I went back to PT yesterday he decided to make-up for all the time off by turning me into a weightlifter/body builder in just one three hour session.
Yes he did!
With real weights! The Torturer made me do things (sounds naughty, doesn't it?!) with a half pound weight, a one pound weight, and a two pound weight … which I can't lift without his help.
I know I'm pathetic, but I'm way less pathetic than ever before.
He's trying to kill me, I'm sure of it. Or make my arm fall off which would really be a blessing, I think.
Which is why I ended up taking pain meds.
I'm writing a lot of fragmented and run-on sentences today?
I'm trying to rush, ya see – in case the entire computer dies this very second from the flashing lights aliens.
Did I mention the Aliens flashing rainbow colored lights are making it nearly impossible to look at the screen?
Which means I'm typing with my eyes closed.
I'm a really good and incredibly fast (!) typist though, so it's probably okay. (?)
Several of you requested I make Twenty Four At Heart 2010 calendars available with lots of pretty beach photos. I've been busy. I thought it was a great idea, but I've had no time. I decided I would make ONE and see how it came out.
It came out fantabulous! I'm so excited because it looks like a REAL calendar.
By now, most of you probably already have 2010 calendars? I'm ordering just a *few* more to have on hand. Maybe for a giveaway? The photographs I selected look so pretty blown up all big-ish for a calendar.
I'll tell you more about it when they arrive, but what do you think? Is there anyone out there who still needs a 2010 calendar?
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