Grimsby has been hard at work. Early yesterday afternoon, at great personal inconvenience to me, I spilled an entire cup of coffee over my keyboard.
After that it mysteriously stopped working. I think we all know who’s responsible.
I got by for the rest of the day by typing with my mouse onto an onscreen software keyboard that I found by cutting & pasting the words “onscreen keyboard mac” – one letter at a time, natch – into Google.
This morning I was able to borrow an interim keyboard off somebody which will tide me over until I can afford a new one.
So what’s really happened here? My Schedule of Destruction has simply expanded to include my old keyboard, which was dirty and cruddy and needed to be eliminated anyway. I have lost nothing. Not even time – because (as regular readers will know) I don’t believe in it.
In your FACE, forces of darkness.
Onscreen keyboard, coping and pasting letters? How resorceful!
This post is cursed, right? Who ever reads it drops a drink on their keyboard.
I knew you were up to something, I knew it!
Damn, y’rumbled me.
Does this mean you don’t want to be my puppe– er, President of the Universe anymore?
I’ll have to think about it. I can smell the evil brewing. I’ve got my eye on you. Just look out your window and see.
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Haha. Made you look.
You know Awad, I like to think of myself as the more evil of us. But sometimes I reckon that’s just what you want me to think…
Who put that silly idea in your mind?! There is absolutley no possibility of ME being the evil one…
:carefully hides knife behind her back: