For a new-bee like me to this world of laptoping and computering I have some ground rules for anyone who lives with me. If you ever touch my computer without asking don’t expect you’ll have hands. If you look over my shoulder while I’m doing something I’ll rip your head off(I say sweetly). On to other business. I have someone in my family who’s always on an electric jibber-de-jabber-de-thing. Actually make that 2. I’m not going to mention their name Lydia and dad don’t worry. Oops! That just slipped out(I said sarcastically. I am sometimes concerned about all the time they use on the computer. I’m a little more concerned about Lydia. But, I probably shouldn’t talk about why because…you don’t wanna know. But, on the other hand when my dad comes home at night or if he goes to the basement in the mornin’ or uses his cell phone(and trust me he checks his cell phone every 5 minutes if he isn’t on a plane). He just works and works and woks. Well I guess it isn’t that bad because the work his doing is payin’ the bills- I guess it ain’t that bad, but still he needs to cut down. This is Grace Guterman and I do not approve my message.
(this post was not edited but who really cares. And it contains exactly 226 words.)
