time

It's been a while since I have blogged here on "wet watermelon."  To be honest, I have been devoting all of my energies into "the body beneath," my body image blog.

This picture of me was edited on the new desktop I acquired to replace my beloved VAIO laptop.  In spite of all my efforts, I cannot get the darn screen to behave...and well, not a whole lot of work can be done if you're looking at the black screen of death.  Three years is ancient for technology.  It's time.

Altho acquiring new technology would seem to be a convenience, it's definitely not.  Not only do I have to figure out a way to transfer my old files onto the new computer, but it's been a few years since I first bought my VAIO and all of the programs I have been working with (like the basic, free version of Windows Movie Maker) has changed drastically.  It's changed for the better, but drastically enough that I have to learn it all again, and this takes time away from what I have seriously been wanting to get done:  WRITING!!!

I am trying my best to remain positive in the face of all this hassle.  I find myself frustrated by the tick mark I hold in the Timeline of this world.  I know that in less than ten years, I will no longer have to deal with the technological "inconveniences" I am faced with, but I don't have ten years.  I don't have two weeks--I need to get this novel done, and I need to be able to edit and post my Youtube videos.

>deep breath<  Just give me 15 years.  In that amount of time, I'll be retired young and will have so much money acquiring conveniences will not be a problem.

In the meantime, I am thankful for the skills I am learning right now.  I have to learn how to ride the waves of trends and technology like a wave on the ocean.  If I'm not on the surfboard, I'm twirling beneath the surface. It's all pretty fun for me, really.  Me, a gal who would much rather commune with pen and paper or a manual typewriter, is learning how to proficiently use flash drives and iPhones and ...TWITTER!  When I attended college, they were just starting to require that I turn in assignments via e-mail.  I clearly remember what it was like to survive without a microwave...and I'm only 31.

Bring on the future.  This is an exciting time to be alive with a mind of bamboo.