The typing class was on IBM Selectric typewriters, which pretty much spoiled me for every single keyboard I've used since then.
Bliss. Oh bliss.
An older friend made me swear to him I would take typing so I wouldn't have to suffer like he did in college.
My mom wouldn't let me take typing in high school (I believe the phrase "over my dead body" was uttered), due to some amorphous feminist principles. This has led, over the years, to my developing rapid 2-finger typing.
My Mother refused to learn to type in High School. She was the only girl on the student council and they thought she should take care of the minutes. It was like the fish thing. She didn't have a problem when I wanted to because of the whole "its a different time" thing. Which always made sense to me.
I can't remember ever having learned touch typing in school, which is odd because from 7th grade on there was always at least one computer-related class, and we definitely had Mavis Beacon typing tests. But I have no idea when or where I learned concepts like "home keys."
Pretty sure those are in the Mavis Beacon exercises or tutorials or whatever they call them.
What do you do when you erroneously receive an email filled with personal details? Do you respond saying, dude, you've got the wrong email address? Or do you just delete it?
From a stranger? I replied with "you've got the wrong person". If it was someone I knew? Oh lordy, depends on the details I guess.
Cashmere, that's what I said on Twitter. Only I said, "here are your HRs, sir." GMTA!
I just saw that, java. Ha!
In case you ever wanted to live in a pod thingie, now's your chance: Egg Shape Mobile Living Space – Blob VB3
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I don't (currently) have shirtless.provocateuse.com, you know. But I do see a nice hands pic there I might grab when I get home...
OMg, for a day I spent the whole thing in meetings, such a clusterfuck.
Mac therapist met with me before seeing him and wants me on meds post-haste.
Also I apparently need to get him into a new afterschool since that is where all of the breakdowns are happening weekdays. Oh and he gets more meds too.
Oh shiiiiiiiiiiit.
Too much TV may mean earlier death:
The more time you spend watching TV, the greater your risk of dying at an earlier age -- especially from heart disease, researchers found.
The study followed 8,800 adults with no history of heart disease for more than six years. Compared to those who watched less than two hours of TV per day, people who watched four hours or more were 80 percent more likely to die from heart disease and 46 percent more likely to die from any cause. All told, 284 people died during the study.
Oooh, it's another one of those "Sensational headline, obvious conclusion" stories.
I hope something helps, msbelle. I feel so bad for your and the poor noodle, to have such rage inside him.
My handwriting has always been unreadable, and I got my first typewriter when I was about 14. People talk about writing out drafts by hand, but to me, writing by hand is sheer labor, but it feels like I think with the ends of my fingers.
The Royal Standard is the ultimate in the evolution of the manual typewriter, while the Selectric II is the pinnacle of the electric typewriter. (Not the Selectric III, which sucked.)
