Tag: laptop

So Apparently ‘Kit Kat’ Isn’t One Word

I’m not sure if the stomach ache I have has been induced by the Kit Kat that was put in my milkshake earlier (who even puts a Kit Kat in a milkshake? You put in chocolate when someone orders a chocolate shake, and a Kit Kat if they order a Kit Kat shake) or if it’s because my recent email neglect has left me with forty-two messages to read, reply to and/or discard before I go on holiday this Friday.

I’m going to type really fast in case it’s the Kit Kat, because if it is then I need to cosy up to my bathroom, and if it’s the email thing then I also need to type really fast because my laptop is so overloaded with stuff that it can only stay on for a maximum of an hour and a half before something stops working. Over the past few weeks and months this has become an increasing problem so I’m going to ask for an external hard-drive for my birthday and stick everything on that. I’ve already used up two or three USBs siphoning off pictures and files that aren’t completely necessary to my computering existence, and I might delete Spotify because let’s face it, I can’t afford to stream its music any more than I can afford to buy the CDs I’m streaming – and God knows if I could then I wouldn’t be using a streaming service with a name that sounds like a ladies’ toiletry product.

Shh, little laptop. I know you have three userspaces and USBs full of extra gadgets because I have to type on a proper keyboard, and I know I’ve lost your left shift button but we’ve been through a lot together and damnit, I’m not upgrading you yet.

Anyway, I’m going on holiday on Friday, to the land of democracy and theatre, the Olympics and civilisation, kebabs and lesbians… Okay so I nicked the last bit out of an Have I Got News for You‘d piece on a Sun piece on “what the Greeks have done for us”, first published circa the recession. But I’m off to remember what it is to relax. Except my AS Level results come out while we’re there so I’ll be alternating sunbathing with nightmares about how I won’t ever finish my Politics or RS courses. (English is a done deal, as far as failure’s concerned, but even I couldn’t wrangle a career in writing with Language and Lit GCSEs, so if I can stick with it, I probably should. Then it’ll be just one more year until freedom monetary responsibility, the word’s shakiest career choice bar rock musicianship and the very real possibility of working in retail for the rest of my days.)

My stomach hurts again.

Before You Watch This Slide Show, Turn Off Your Computer Sound (there’s a bit of a contrast in subject matter)

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That there was a nice little snippet of the Berlin trip a fortnight ago. I would have posted it earlier, but I kind of forgot to make the slide show. If you left the sound on, what did you think of the score? I didn’t realise it was on there… Oops. Sorry about the distinct lack of order, by the way, the whole programme was a bit fiddley.

Still, I have Photoshop now. On my shiny, new, so expensive-no-one-can-touch-it-but-me laptop. It’s got Internet Explorer 9. And fancy buttons I can’t work out. As usual.

Oh yeah, you just saw photographs of a concentration camp, a gas chamber, the remains of the Berlin Wall, some idiotic teenage girls who decided to try surfing on the join between two train carriages, the 1936 Olympic Stadium, the Brandenburg Gate, and some Soviet Union propaganda. Oh, and some Jewish kitchen art.

Look what I took a photo of in town today:

It turns out ‘franked mail’ or ‘franking’ are authorised forms of marking that qualify mail to be posted. Or something.

Should I make it the blog background or header?!