the possibilities are endless. April 6, 2008
Posted by Abby T in : ten-second updates , add a commentSomeone once told me I was abusing the right to name the animal in my apartment. I denied it vehemently at the time. Now I guess I have realized that it may not have been worth putting my cat through several identity crises and potentially adding to her already evident gender confusion just to be able to say things like “George Foreman puked on my bathmat last night”.
That said, do I regret it?
Not a chance.
Her name, I mean, is what I don’t regret. I’m not psyched about the whole “puked on the bathmat” thing. Naturally.
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[update: George Foreman puked not only on the bathmat, but also on her favorite sleeping blanket. And the rug. And my keyboard. The fancy, easy-to-digest kitty food I bought is obviously doing a lot of good.]
I know you’ve missed this.
Posted by Abby T in : the photo project , 1 commentSo here’s a photo:
I really liked this lamp. Shame.
I left a hat on this lamp while it was on. For a few hours. I didn’t realize how well the hat would trap the heat. I melted the lampshade and pretty much busted the lamp. It was a sad day.
What is surprising to me, though, is how much I like the photo that came out of it. I just love how sharp the lines are, and the way the wall fades. It is completely un-doctored, and for whatever reason, I dig it. I dig it deep.
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This is my most sincere wish.
Posted by Abby T in : academic pursuits, technophilia, wish list, ye olde sporte , 1 commentI want a pressure-sensitive keyboard.
I’m not sure they exist. The idea just came to me when I was in the kitchen making a sandwich - literally, sixty seconds ago. I haven’t even bothered to Google the concept yet. But this is what I’m looking for in a pressure-sensitive keyboard: the elimination of the shift key.
This imaginary keyboard of mine would just know when I wanted a capital letter. I don’t think it would take much of an adjustment to learn to hit the first letter of every sentence just a little bit harder. In fact, I’m trying to be conscious of my typing pressure as I write this and I think I do that anyway. Having to hit two buttons for a capital letter adds a rhythm to my sentences that involves a slightly emphasized pressing of the desired letter’s key.
Maybe that’s just me.
This keyboard that I’m envisioning, though, would sense the harder tap and capitalize the letter for me. Maybe it could even have some sort of toggle switch or selection of buttons, so that I could tell it that harder taps should be bold text, instead, or perhaps a little bigger in size.
I think it’d be super cool.
It may seem like I’ve been neglecting this blog lately, but I assure you that is not the case: I have simply been neglecting the entire internet. At one point my Google Reader Watcher was reading in the 500s. I blame rehearsal. I’m rehearsing 5 hours all night, plus another 4 on Saturdays, plus the work I have to do outside of rehearsal for this show. The Bacchae is adding up to about 35 hours a week: almost a full-time job. On top of that, I’m still a student! I’m loving three of the four classes I’m taking this quarter - the three English classes - but the fourth, Intro to Slavic Civ, is unimaginably dull so far, but I’ll survive.
In other news, the Red Sox are losing. Baseball is the only sport I really care about. Though I live in Illinois and until recently all four of my parents were in Manhattan, my Connecticut upbringing has shaped my baseball fan tendencies. I even sprang for the MLB.com Gameday Audio deal this season: I paid $15 to listen to a whole season of baseball games, which is handy since Sox games aren’t aired on TV around here. Moral of the story is, I’m bummed that the boys are 5 runs down and sitting on 4 errors. Rrrrr.
Oh, and lastly: I’m trying to fix the comments thing. By “the comments thing” I mean the fact that the link to leave a comment is at the top of the entry. The problem is that I’m CSS-tarded. I’ll get there eventually, I hope.
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