| out of the blue. 2005-02-25 11:10:30 ET |
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It started with an email from one person who I hadn't spoke to in a long time. the email had no subject and nothing in the body of the email. Upon replying to it's mysteriousness I have been greeted by several people who I haven't spoke to in a long time. This makes me a very happy person who checks her email often wondering who the very first email sender passed on my address to.
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| quark 2005-02-22 08:54:45 ET |
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My beloved likes to explore outer relms of software programs. Not being fully satisfied with microsoft and not usually inclined to travel in the same direction as the mass population he has collected various other programs that more or less do the same as all microsoft products. I have no problem with this... I have a problem with Quark Press. He uses this as his word processing program. This is not a word processing program, it is designed for page layout. I wrote my four pages last night at his house due to the fact that my car is still not working and he so Lovingly makes me tea in the morning before dropping me off at school. Back to quark. My essay upon rereading this morning was very messed up. I brought a copy with me on disc and I emailed it to me from his house. I could not open the paper in any program availible to students on campus. Being in the theatre we are fortunate to have more programs than the average lab. To no avail. Luckily my professoer is willing to let me email the amended copy to him this evening after I convert it to something more useful on my loves computer. Microsoft office is going into his computer for my stay at his house. He is free to delete it after I get to go home.
Normally I wouldn't encourage conformity. There are, however, some places where the diverse world needs to coverge so that compatibility can happen. Al I wanted to do was fix my paper....
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| another day. 2005-02-17 12:18:13 ET |
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My pen broke and leaked on me while taking notes on last nights rehearsal. I washed my hands but ink doesn't like to go away. this morning I woke up with remnents of blue ink on my face, arms and stomach. Apparently it is just going to be one of thoes days...
my mechanic has finnally told me that he won't have my car done till next week. I have been unable to get to work since my car died on tuesday of last week. apparently I will not be working anytime soon.
The place I took my sewing machine and surger to be fixed called me today. They have one machine ready and was confused when I asked her about the other one. It seems that there is no record that there is another one. The lady has told me not to worry.
I wish I was multi talented in fixing the machinery which surrounds my life. then I wouldn't have to worry about someone else not doing it.
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