i hate using a mouse on the computer. and for the past three years i haven’t had to, whilst laptopping. i have one of those slide touch things, which i heart. perhaps i wouldn’t hate the mouse so much if it was just a plain scroll. but the one i’m using now – moves i swear at the speed of light - and has buttons along the side, which i keep accidentally pressing and thus going backwards and forwards through the web, not at my pace.
its a reverse learning curve.
its funny when things disrupt your normal order…its then that you realise how particular you can be. or when someone questions how you do things, and you’re forced to think about why (this comes into play especially with language), its really kind of wonderful to tilt your head and ponder why you do the things you do.
anything been pointed out to you recently?
oh, how do you make scrambled eggs? my egg making was questioned last weekend and i’m curious to see how you make yours. also, i am the only one who rinses dishes before they go into the dishwasher? perhaps this stems from years of never having a dishwasher.
i’m not sure if i’m making any sense here. the cold has numbed my digits and brain this eve. or all the apple cider has gone to my head.