well, bad news guys.
my old laptop has gone the way of the tazmanian devil. it’s become a looney toon.
most of my stepmania projects as well. ohhhhh the shame.
but, with bad news comes good news. usually.
this is one of those usuallys!
I got a new laptop, so ta-da! bunda-dadaaa-da-daa da daaaa.
well, sortof new. new to me at least. it’s really a white and fat version of my old laptop, which is okay. it’s smaller, but thicker. also, 14 out of 26 letters are faded off, so I sorta come to realize that I have some typing accuracy and knowledge and skill and dancing after all. what a fortunate discovery.
anyway, now I am at work, messing around on my laptop. it was passcode protected, but I used my hacking skills (a la google) to get my way into the system. that’ll teach the man to try to take me down! take that the man!
phwack!
and that!
it’s kinda cool that this battery has a cool battery life. it means I can type stuff on it while I am on the train, so I am not actually looking at other people and singing lyrics to bemani songs while they back away slowly. I can pretend to work on a very important project for konami that must be completed as soon as possible and that I am an important exec at the institution of how to make money, and that this train is so damn inconvenient I might just have to whip out my super secret rich debit card and call a cab to work, except the cab is really a limo, it’s just designed like a cab so people don’t know about my super secret importance. also, the cab is disguised as a bus, and people can ride in it, to fulfill the facade.
I could especially whip out my laptop in class. then people can see my cool background that has plus signs and then they will see that I’m a very important person, since I have a laptop to take notes (or not) and that I can do what it takes to take notes and own the class with my typing prowess.
also, people will be amazed by my keyboard, as it has been converted to have happy and sad and angry and emotionless faces on the keys that have been worn out. they probably will think “how does he type?” and “why would someone do something so childish?” at which point I would take notes and then show them that I am an important person and that they are just jealous because they are ugly and only want to go to school to get married and have 36+ children.
this keyboard isn’t really as good as the last keyboard, though. it has issues with the spacebar, it seems. ohh well. I guess I shouldn’t grumble, that’s just the way the cookie crumbles. oh well, I guess I should be humble, that’s just the way that things go.
