I have a laptop and external monitor, but only use the monitor screen, However, I'm on a mac and usually have 9 active spaces. It always starts out email in 1, monitor gui in 2, timewasting browser in 3 or 6, and terminal logins to various servers in the remaining spaces. And then by the end of the week, it is a holy mess and I have multiple things going on everywhere. I usually try to stick to one project per space, but....I'm not good at being sticky.

I discovered today I have a swimsuit tan. However, given that my pool is indoors, for most of the winter I am swimming after dark and the only sunlight when I'm not is a strip maybe 3 yds wide across the pool, I suspect it is more that my suit exfoliated last summer's tan under the straps. Funny!

E-mail on the right, other stuff on the left. Also, HootSuite and Pandora go on the right.

Chances are decent people need to get off.

Hee. I read this as, "Chances are, decent people need to get off." and I was all, "Well!"

I would like a three monitor setup. Well, a two monitor setup with my laptop screen (which is excellent, btw) in the middle. And ooh! That would mean I could play 1080p stuff from my blu-ray drive, right? That's what I need. More stuff.

Also, speaking of things that are blue, my new laptop may not have bluetooth. WTF? Did I really miss that in my obsessive assessment of all its features? I can't find it, anyway.

Post Office Person: "What the fuck? Do you want to buy some stamps or what?"

Water. On. Monitor. I had a very different PC experience, but reverse culture shock is always something.

Scenes from the House o' Reason:

Pete on the phone to me: " I can hear another voice on the line."

Me: "That's Sir Christopher Lee reading me Dracula."

Pete: Of course it is..."

I remember, on a drive home from NC to NM, suddenly realizing how I'd finally become used to southern social grease and had embraced it. I was chatting merrily away to a gas clerk in some middle-of-nowhere West Texas town, and she was looking at me like I'd grown a third head. Oh yeah, us SWers use words sparingly.

Right after Prague, I remember fleeing a Smith's grocery store in Flagstaff, simply getting totally overwhelmed by the bread selection and Bright!Lights! and manic energy. Actually had to shop at convenience stores for a while until I could cope. Man, that was an unhappy summer. Culture shock, a lot of uncertainty.

Here's an odd question:

My niece's friend M. will be catsitting for me while I'm out of town this weekend. I've never met her but Sarah recommended her; they both have done petsitting for years for their professors. She's asking $13 per visit. I'm only needing her to come by once a day, for three days. I feel like that's too low - only $39? I was expecting to pay her $150! I'm happy not to pay that much, but what do I do? Just say okay to what she asked for? I wonder if she thought I'd want her more than once a day, and so was expecting to get more like twice that, and won't want to do it for so little. It hardly seems like it would be worth it to her.

Right after Prague, I remember fleeing a Smith's grocery store in Flagstaff

Oh, yeah. Even now I prefer my little hippie co-op, and hate "real" grocery stores.

There are certain things that even now, eight years later, I have a really hard time not saying in Romanian. "Poftim" when I hand someone something, "asa" long and drawn out like "I see..." for two examples.

Oh! I learned "poftim" from BBC's Top Gear! It means, like, "here, have a thing," right?

Right after Prague, I remember fleeing a Smith's grocery store in Flagstaff, simply getting totally overwhelmed by the bread selection and Bright!Lights! and manic energy.

My friend, Sue, had this problem when she came back from two years in the Peace Corps in Senegal. The superabundance seemed grotesque after living through a few famines over there.