Tell me more about this "electronic mail":
A woman at the office yesterday was showing me how to get into our company email and then started explaining all of the different areas: inbox, drafts, etc. Then she stopped and asked me if I was familiar with e-mail. How do you respond to that? I went with "yeah."*
Interesting how medicine works:
At dinner last night, my mother was sort of explaining why some relatives might not come over for New Year's:
Mom: She's had this cough for two years-
Dad: Well, doesn't she have lung cancer?
Mom: [hesitates] I don't think... they don't have a diagnosis.
Dad: I thought she was a cancer patient.
Mom: She is.
Dad: I thought she was a lung cancer patient.
Mom: She is.
Huh. I never figured out what was going on with that.
Yes, I am a huge nerd:
After dinner family Scrabble game. I kept getting freaking vowels, 6 at a time, and on some turns had to deal with 3 or 4 point answers. So when we were done I started studying the Scrabble dictionary, determined not to lose again. Plus, it'll help me with crossword puzzles. It's pretty fun, actually, all of these words that I've never heard of and sound all funny and describe orgies. The best one I've seen so far was in response to a challenge: "jew. to bargain with--an offensive term."
It's funny 'cause it's true!
And look at these great words: Syzygy! Jimjams! Rectus! Holla! Hoboism! Sluicy! Pissoir**! Izzard (comma Eddie)!
It's like rain on your wedding day***:
I finally got our internet connection fixed today. My joy was so strong it could have knocked over a rogue elephant. (I don't know.) I went to my beautiful new computer, turned on my browser, aaaaand immediately got bored of the internet. Seriously. Before I even went to any pages. I looked at my "favorites" and thought, "wow, I really don't care about any of that." So I got up and went grocery shopping.
*I really only included this because I liked the heading.
**Pissoir means a public urinal. I love it. It's so elegant and French. It reminds me of the episode of Family Guy where Peter pulls an Eliza Doolittle, and at some fancy-schmancy party, he excuses himself to go the "crapier."
***OR IS IT?
#28 (2013/CBR5) "Attachments" by Rainbow Rowell
19 hours ago

2 comments:
Damn you, I'd love to stop being dependent on the Internet, but unluckily for me, I am in Internet OBSESSED stage at the moment. You better keep writing in this blog though!
My joy was so strong it could have knocked over a rogue elephant. (I don't know.)
Hah... I like.
I would have found it funny that the coworker thought you didn't know how to use email. But yes, the heading makes it that much better. You're so good at the fine touches.
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