Sunday, September 03, 2006

I bought a keyboard yesterday and it was junk; half junk/. I didn’t use yesterday and now I am using. How bad, when you type something, won’t show up. For instance when you push “2”

Well, I just changed to my old keyboard now. It was so sucks. Anyway moving on, with that new junk computer you cannot type anything like you want. Again, when you type “2” with the new one won’t show “2” what I had to do was, took the button off the keyboard and clean it and then put it back. Sometime the repaired one would work, sometimes not. I should have to take it back to the store I bought.

Anyway, the bad keyboard aside. What I’ve done today….slept well. I took a nap, hours. I didn’t have to work long, actually not have to at all. I would go shopping some clothes for fall. But I couldn’t wake up till at three pm. I was tired from work, but I didn’t know it till I started sleeping. A house phone was right next to me where I took a nap; I thought it rang once. I wasn’t sure of it. I asked my sister who came home for her weekend with my niece if the phone rang. “You are sleeping when I answered it” she said.

Is this what I should write today? I have lots of thing to write about while I was away from the internet. Tonight I should re-read my journal again and sum them up. Oh another thing, I was really wondering if I should buy an espresso maker. If you are a good reader of my blog, I’ve been saying about this for two months or so. I was about to click to buy one at Amazon.co.jp, but the last moment I remembered that I didn’t buy a anti-virus thing yet. When I made a contract of this internet, a CD named “Virus Vaster” came with. I tried that to my PC, but my PC said “Your PC is old, I won’t accept you” something like that. My PC has XP, dude. Well, my PC is doing weird all the time; it’s not surprising, though. I want a healthy computer.

I have three computers, but all of them except one are old enough to call it a life. The rather new one got attacked by bottles of milk two years ago in Oregon while I was working on a stationary bike. I was listening to music with the PC; I put it near a refrigerator. Who in the world could have noticed there were a murder of milk bottles on it? When I happened to touch the fridge, as if North Korea discharges famous missile—Tepodon—they hit on my PC well. And the accuracy was remarkable. One hit on a key board—hard enough to disable the keyboard. And the other two were kissed the display. Contrary to a hickey, it never goes away. When my anger was settled, picked the bottles up it read “Starbucks”. I went to Starbuck many times when I was in the U.S. They returned evil for good.

We don’t have any Starbuck around here, so I can’t go anyway.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home