The Magic Touch

ok--first of all, i meant to add this entry last thursday, but i evidently broke blogger. add that to the list.....

What is it about not having a computer that makes me want to blog? Heather, I don't know how you survived 3 whole months without the internet. I almost didn't survive 4 days without my computer. I think that may make me a nerd. Oh well, no surprise there. I think it may have something to do with the fact that my computer is also my stereo, my dvd player, and my phone as well. Hmmmm.....how predictable of me--even my computer multitasks!!!!

Anyway, now is the time to make a list of all the things I broke between Friday and Tuesday.
1) The flower off of my cactus--maybe I was venting some rage at the fakeness of it.
2) The top of my cactus--this one was definitely intentional. I did it with scissors. It's real, by the way, but I think I killed part of it when I cut it open.
3) The bag that held my kebab. The sauce dissolved the bag and it fell through the bottom. Just in time for Troy, Heather, and the family to pull up in the car in front of St. Louis University and wonder at the grieved expression on my face. Once they got out of the car and saw the meaty mess, they were no longer wondering. They had moved on to trying to hold in laughter at least until they could tell that I wasn't too upset and I wouldn't be mad at them for laughing. They put forth a pretty good effort. I would have laughed much sooner if it had been one of them.
4) My kebab. When I showed it who was boss by picking the dirt off and eating it anyway. I was really hungry, and it had a paper wrapper that was fairly intact. It was quite a bit granier than usual, though.
5) My computer. I don't know what I did. It just decided it hated me Saturday night, and thus began the long saga of trying everything we knew, making a boot disk, figuring out that didn't work, buying an adaptor, copying lots of files, and restoring the system....because of the genius of a few friends, my files were saved and the lappy is functional again. I owe you guys a billion euros, or dollars, depending on your current residence. And one day you might just get one of those billion. Or a pastry.
6) The clasp to my coffee jar--only slightly less traumatizing than the computer.
7) My shoe. I was walking to the Crulls' flat to drop off my computer into Kelly's more capable hands (even if he is a mac freak), and by the time I got there I had developed a large hole in my shoe, where I had just sowed it back together 3 days earlier. Stupid cheap thread.
8) The lid to the Crulls' superglue bottle. --when I decided to try to be miss fix-it and get a little more wear out of the shoes.
9) The skin on my finger, when I superglued it to the inside of my shoe.
10) My shoe again, when the hole redeveloped at 11 that night. I think I've gotten my 1 euro's worth out of them.


I hope that's it. I can't think of anything else. After writing it out, I'm kind of afraid to touch anything ever again! That should make for an interesting life.......