March 21, 2000 ~ Fingerspeak

When I speak in English, my native tongue, I don't have to think. I usually don't have to concentrate on the separate syllables or words. The ideas translate themselves into spoken language naturally. I noticed a while back that this was starting to happen with my typing. I no longer have to think about where my fingers need to move, or exactly where the keys are. I just think, and the words show up on the screen. My fingers move very quickly without any effort or thought. Typing is as natural as speaking now. I think this is probably the one major transition that can make a person an excellent and speedy typist.

Today was another uneventful day in the Housing office. We didn't get the content disk until less than an hour before I was to get off, so I didn't get much work done. Sitting there for hours, doing menial, mindless, meaningless tasks, reminds me just how badly I want never again in my life to have a meaningless job.

Morgan was looking at the boring, uncreative websites I'm making for the housing office, and he said that I am in severe danger of being dragged onto the school's web crew against my will. NEVER! I will never leave The Well. He said that, as soon as Lee (The Network Administrator) sees these websites, he's going to want to nab me. I won't go! I responded that I thought the new layouts were boring, ugly, and utterly uncreative. Morgan said they weren't that bad and are much better than most people on the school's crew can do. I said that didn't say much for the crew, then.

When we got downstairs to the kitchen after work to make dinner, we found that almost every single dish in the whole place was dirty, one of the sinks was badly clogged, the table was a mess, the stove was gross, and all the counters were filthy. I wish that every once in a while, the people who use the kitchen would clean the dishes they use and maybe wipe off the table when they spill gooey gunk all over it. I worked really hard and got all the dishes, counters, stove, and table cleaned, and then we cooked and ate our dinner.

The evening has been very quiet and peaceful. Morgan has played around with our new version of PhotoShop (5.5 with a bunch of extra awesome plug-ins!). I did some beadwork, and then read some out of Frankenstein. Morgan read a little to me out of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Ali tried to jump into the jar of peanut butter, but coated herself in stickiness before she got very far. She is too cute for her own good.

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