X-File 1. There was a mysterious yellow stain on the lounge carpet when I came home from work today. (I don’t know why I’m talking in the past tense; it’s still there, just covered with baking soda so I don’t have to think about it.) I don’t know which animal produced it, nor out of which end it came.
X-File 2. It was over 30 degrees today, yet while sitting at my desk at work, I had to wear a jacket around my shoulders like an old person. WHY is the airconditioning controlled through roof temperature gauges? It makes me (and my similarly-attired cubicle mate, aka my boss) very sad. Also, stupid-looking.
X-File 3. I carefully scoured eBay for my little 12″‘ laptop, at just the right price. And yet now, not six months later, I have paid half its purchase price again to obtain RAM, precious RAM. Now I can swap between email and Firefox WITHIN ONE SECOND. This is a magical and delightful experience. However, expensive. When did my Spidey sense desert me?
X-File 4. I don’t like rice cracker snacks. I DON’T. But I can’t stop eating them. Worse, I can’t stop buying them then eating them. I only like the hot ones, but I can’t figure out what colour they are and I have to eat them all, by the handful. I should just buy wasabi peas instead.
It has been scientifically tested in remote parts of the Cambodian wilderness that rice cracker snacks have a special secret ingredient that forces the consumer to keep eating them until they explode! Argh! Dangerous stuff! Or, there’s another theory that rice cracker snacks could be successfully used as a replacement for RAM chips in laptops… but that may be just wild rumour…
Cyalayta
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