Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Random Tuesday Thoughts...

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Randomness, that word couldn't be any more perfect on how I would describe today, well actually the past two days.

For starters I am working on my laptop, and will be until I find out how NOT to buy another HP...Why you ask? Because after all the wonderful things I had to say about technology on my last post, mostly refering to my phone...I must have pissed off oh great Computer One, because that God the one that looks over our computer memory got his feelings hurt, and well he crashed my computer Sunday night. I mean seriously did you not get enough sacrificial RAMs last year (get it) that you had to find search me out and crashed my desktop. And those guys at Geek Squad, you can suck it too my little eighteen year old pubescent nerds. Thanks for nothing.

Also yesterday I turned a simple oil change in the mommobile into a buy an oil change get new brakes for NOT FREE...$300 later. What is the car diety in kahoots with wise oh wise computer one?

Now, onto today, I am buried under 14 loads of laundry as we get ready for our Vegas trip next week. No I am not complaining about the Vegas trip (that my friends is the light at the week end's tunnel). But with that comes four other projects that need to be done for work, BEFORE the trip, on my LAPTOP.

I am also feeling guilty because Cheese is in with the babysitterTV, watching Spongebob and Martha Speaks with a little Drake and Josh mixed in, because there is nothing like expanding her mind, her language and her hormones with a little bit of teenage angst. "No honey, if we feed our cats alphabet soup they will not start talking like Martha." "I do realize that Spongebob is six and has a job." "And yes, I agree, Drake is hot."

And to be quite honest, all I really want to do is to devour a container of Wal-Mart "happy" cookies with the pink frosting and sprinkles, but instead I will have a Quick Trim/ Laxative combo chased with a Diet Mt. Dew because if I don't the cocktail dress I bought for said trip will not zip.

There is, however, some good news... I just received this email from bNet.com. Regarding an article adressing the challenges of modern life: email, Twitter feeds, instant messaging, text messages, and other snippets of information are coming at us so fast that it’s hard not to feel under digital attack.

A University of London study done for Hewlett-Packard (they can kiss my ass by the way) found that “infomania” — a term connected with addiction to email and texting — can lower your IQ by twice as much as smoking marijuana. (WHAT?) Moreover, email can raise the levels of noradrenaline and dopamine in your brain by constantly introducing new stimuli into your day. When those levels get too high, complex thinking becomes more difficult, making it harder to make decisions and solve problems — key roles for all managers.

OK, gotta go, peace out, hippies. I am outta here, going to score "some happy cookies", I mean seriously why can't I?

4 comments:

Lindsey said...

Las Vegas?! Sounds like a lot of fun. That was one of the top things on my list to do before I have kids. But that didnt happen...
Score me a shot glass! LOL. Just kidding.
Sorry to hear about the computer probs. That blows. Hope it gets better and just remember, there is light at the end of the tunnel. VEGAS!

GregoryJ said...

Good for you going to Vegas. Have fun.
I don't believe that study about lowering IQ. How could they ever come up with this stuff?
btw, I have the soul of an editor or teacher, though I've never been either one. diety should be deity
Thanks,
GregoryJ

The girl with the flour in her hair said...

Those cookies are quite possibly one of the best things on earth. They're sweet and soft and oh god, yes. YES!

Um, anyway...hope you get everything done before Vegas! And I hope you win enough in Vegas to cover everything you had to get done.

Life Laugh Latte said...

How is there a cookie in existance that I haven't heard about? Impossible! Walmarts around here stink. Maybe I'll just send one of the kids in with some money. Reminds me how when my kids were much smaller and I couldn't leave them in the car to get the latte I so desperately needed. I taught my 6 year old daughter how to order my latte and would send her in with the money. The first couple of times a cashier came out the front door with her to meet me at the van, still running with two sleeping kids in the back. After that, they just treated her like another customer! Child labor...gotta love it. Holly