posh

I've stopped updating with anything of value, so for that I almost apologize.

One thing I truly hate about being tiny is the near impossibility of finding a laptop bag that will not only carry my Macbook Pro, but a book and a DS Lite, and not span the width of me two times over. I've borrowed an old Sony bag, as my previous awesome bag I picked up in Vegas last August most likely does contain E.Coli, and who knows whatever else happens to be living amidst the dirt it has collected from being placed on the ground... in dirt. This new bag is huge, and heavy. I look like I'm playing dressup. I'm five and this is daddy's briefcase. Times like these I wish I had a smaller display. Kind of.

Last night the fire alarm sounded in my apartment complex. It was decidedly the worst noise to have ever raped my ears. I can only imagine the decibel it rang through at. However, I do know that it made my ears hurt.

Otherwise, things are busy and curious and you don't get to know about them.

ps. Can someone please tell Southern California to turn the A/C on outside? This is horrible weather!

pps. So apparently it isn't obvious that I am a small one. Check it: a 15" Laptop covers a huge portion of my torso. How is that for frame of reference? I'm a tall 5'3 and weigh 97lbs. Tiny!