Technological Wonders

I wrote this a while ago, so for those of you that know my mum, her telephone is working now, and you can give her a call if you like.

I've never realized just how many people I know that have an online presence. My old roommate was telling me about all the people we know that have blogs or websites, and I just got an email from my cousin inviting me to her web-thing. I tried getting onto her site, but got totally confused. This would be a good time for Prince Charming to not be in Toronto. He's much better at figuring this stuff out than I am. I still don't know how to make a picture become an url, but I do think I might know why I need too. YAY!

Unfortunately, this post makes me feel like I'm perpetuating the stereotype of women as technologically inept. I hope that the learning curve isn't too slow. Just like learning to read, this might take a while.

On the other hand, if you think about it, just fifty years ago (if you give it a really flexible estimate), my mum got power out at the farm, and currently is without a landline because she has some of the oldest telephone lines going out to her house and the telephone company hasn't fixed it yet. It is an interesting contrast. I live in the city with my high-speed internet, and my parents live in the country with connection speeds that cause me physical pain when I'm visiting. I talk twice a week in a videoconference with Prince Charming while he's away at school. There is no way possible for me to do that at mum's house, even though her computer is much, much nicer than mine.

Very interesting.

4:30 AM

Sometimes at 4 AM there is almost a luminescence about everything, a clarity of thought. A calmness can fill you with a philosophical certainty and understanding. Today is not one of those days. I am fighting to stay awake, fighting to stay occupied, fighting to keep busy. I feel sick and sore this morning. It helps that I had unexpected good news this morning, but my elbow still hurts. I banged it on the doorjamb of my bathroom while I was walking and doing my hair. Obviously I was doing one too many things. That will teach me.

Miss Super Optimist

My sense of curiosity is still alive and kicking in regards to my blog. I was actually excited about fiddling with this site, seeing what kind of things I can do with an absolute lack of knowledge about html and even the general mechanics of logging into the blogger website. Fortunately, I figured out how to log in again. This might mean that I may pick up a little of the html stuff. Today, apparently I'm Miss Super Optimist.

I will warn you though, this will probably never be a site that people will point at and say "My oh my, isn't that sharp looking." Just so you know what to expect. This is what I do when I get off work, no one's left a message on my answering machine and I feel like chatting with someone. So you, my mythical unknown reader, get to hear my drivel. I don't know what to make of you yet, so this is what you get. Blogger-wise, I'm still a first-year, trying to figure out if I want to go for the big bucks and go with engineering or business, or take the high road and study the arts and the soul. Fortunately this is much cheaper than spending thousands on higher education and all that jazz. Not that I have any experience with that at all. Nope, none.

The Beginning

So by sheerest accident, I now have my own blog. I feel somewhat akin to a person who has unexpectedly aquired a very large puppy that will only grow larger. Much larger. On the other hand, maybe this puppy will stay a nice, reasonable size. Easily housebroken.