Add to a previous post...

...few days ago I had to WRITE DOWN some important things on the paper. First thing I realized is that paper isn’t lying on the table like it used to, but I had to pull it out from the printer. Next challenge was to find a pen. Where is it? How does it look like? I wagely remembered it’s kind of a stick with cartridge inside. Finally I found it in the bottom of the drawer. Moving on…holding a pen after all that time was an orgasmic pleasure, but writing with it seemed to be harder than I expected. My wrist couldn’t bend in the right angle; fingers got all crossed, moving around the pen, trying to find a familiar feeling that just wasn’t there. And then I realized I don’t have a bump on my middle finger, that bump that was there through out all school years. Does anyone today have this cute little mutation that was following us for years?

Finally, I remembered everything related to hand printing and noted down those few lines.

While I was looking the written things, I was thinking how I really mustn’t loose those information. My left hand automatically moved to the keyboard and pressed shortcut for ”save”. And I repeated it few times, coz I couldn’t see little sand watch turning on the paper…

About new techologies...

Lately, I'm spending way too much in front of the computer. Somehow it's taking over bigger and bigger part of my life.
Do you remember times when you were talking with your friends in person and not over sms-es or chat? When you met friends in life and not on internet? These days I'm even spending more time with my boyfriend on Internet than in bed!

And there's a whole new way of thinking as well...

Situation No.1
I'm having coffee with a friend who is having issues with her boyfriend. Again. For the 47th time this year. It's getting quite frustrating for me to listen to the same story every time, and the guy is really a jerk. However...my job as a friend is to sit quietly, listen to her and give her support in whatever she decides to do. But, of course my big mouth can't stay closed and I say something like "WTF!!! Will you finally leave that idiot?!" Half a second later in the „old time“ I would say "I'm sorry, didn't mean it that way" and beg for forgiveness. Today, I feel like banging my hand on the table and scream UNDO! UNDO!

Situation No.2
I'm sitting on a coffee with a friend's friend friend. They said the guy is great. But finally meeting him on a blind date, I realize my friends have really weird sense of humor. Or a bet involving my ass! Anyway...old-fashioned excuse „I'm sorry...I'm really busy, gotta run“ just doesn't start blinking in my head. All I want to do is to press „Esc“

Situation No.3
Crowded tram...Only thing going through my mind is clicking on „Space“

And now it's slowly becoming a joke...we are ctrl x – ctrl v ourselves from the smoking break back in the office, screaming F1 when we need help in delivering sessions...

Damn technology! Where are those beautiful days when a guy talking to himself was just another nut case in a row and not a yuppie with the latest model of Bluetooth?!