We HAVE the technology!

I like handwritten notes.

But I hate when people are all like, "I want to be a lawyer" and you ask them why, and they say, "Because I like to argue" because that's totally bogus. That's like saying I want to be an accountant because I can count. Yes, I suppose your passion for obnoxious quarreling could come in handy, but unless the type of arguing you particularly enjoy involves harrowing law texts, precedents and paperwork with clients, I'd say your career outlook is a little hazy.
Just a little.

But that's just me.

This is also me:



















According to Mum's impeccable classification of photos into eras of holidays and other events, this was taken in December of 2009.
So that was me 2 years ago.
I'll be honest; I'm not really digging the center part. And the length needs to be either 3 inches shorter or 3 inches longer.
Ah- good ol' self-criticism.

But OMG look a few months back at Easter 2009!















And here we have Mum, the nonparticipant:












It's really Dad's rogue tie that makes the picture.
There are some serious GEMS on this hard drive!

I was paging through a Victoria's Secret catalog earlier, and I began to feel extremely inadequate. It was a perfectly good way to ruin my self-esteem, although I'm sure that's the opposite effect they were going for. I still don't feel old enough to look at a catalog like that. Nevertheless, I have it on good authority that I look very pretty without makeup, so I should just believe that and never go paging through a VS catalog again.
Problem solved!
But whilst paging through said catalog, I realized that the airbrush guy must really love his job. At one point, he was just completely erasing female anatomy. Apparently, models don't even have butt cracks anymore.

On a completely unrelated note, I GOT A NEW PHONE!
I haven't had an upgrade since senior year of high school and now I'm a senior in college.
See what I did there? I made it seem like it had been four years because people equate the time between seniorage to be four years, but it's actually only been three because I'm a douche monkey and keep bringing the fact that I'm a senior to your attention because it's still exciting to me.
Cool new pheatures on my fone:
1. It's SHINY. And blue.
2. It slides and inside there's a REAL KEYBOARD OMG!!!!
3. I can transfer things to and fro via the rockin' awesome USB cable that came with it.

Implications of this new piece of technology in my life:
1. I can take pictures of my own desserts.
2. I can respond to your texts much, much faster than e'er before.
3. Brian will no longer make fun of my dinosaur charging in the living room. Granted, it's not a SMART phone, but at least they still make and sell the Samsung Intensity II in phone retail outlets. Plus, it gets extra points for being shiny and blue.

I was informed that this guy has the "exact same phone", except his is orange.
Then it's not the exact same phone, now is it?

Today I was digging through some sewing stuff (er, rummaging, as it were) and I came across a little collection of these high-pitched music buttons. Remember those? No? Look here. So I started pressing them haphazardly, and they're all in the same musical key, so even though one was playing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and another one was playing Small World simultaneously, it was very harmonious. However, Mum thought it was cacophonous and claimed she was being driven mad in her own house. She was the one who decided to collect these, though. I just happened to find them. Sometimes I don't know why she does the things she does.

For instance, the other day I witnessed her attempting to use the computer. It was a painful thing to watch.
First and foremost, she uses IE, so our Internet search was already retarded due to browser choice. And I use the word 'retarded' in the literal sense here (as opposed to the figurative sense?), as in delayed and slow. She's set 13wmaz.com as her home page, which has like 1408 pictures and approximately 29 videos on the front page, so it takes ages to load. What's ironic is that she has Chrome installed on her computer because I, in a fit of angry, slow-internet rage, made her install it in order to prevent future retardiness (is that even a word? We can make it one. We HAVE the technology!). But then she CHOOSES to use IE so all of my efforts were in vain.
She also doesn't use the wheel on the mouse to scroll down a webpage. She literally clicks on the scroll bar and drags it down to read.
Her idea of a "shortcut" is highlighting the word, right-clicking, selecting "copy", opening a word document, right-clicking, selecting "paste". And then to delete e-mails, she- get this- right clicks, and selects "delete". She has this strange obsession with right-clicking while her left hand just sits idly by, painfully unaware of the magical powers of the Ctrl key!
Also, she's like the only person I know who still uses a "favorites" menu. It has folders like "News" and "Shoes" and "Wedding" with a complimentary but completely separate folder titled "Wedding Appetizers".

I'm sure there's more geriatric-seepage throughout her computer practices, but that's all that I saw. She was eligible for a phone upgrade as well, but decided against it. She would prefer a down-grade to an even simpler phone.
I'm not kidding.

A syllabus is always a very depressing thing to read. Somehow, teachers always manage to weave a certain impending sense of DOOM within the pages. That being said, I don't know how often I will be able to update and tickle your fancy once school starts. I have a degree that I have to be serious about and a handful of people to impress while doing so.

You know, now that I'm a senior and all. :P

Less hosting, more partying,
TWS