So when I received my new laptop one of the things that made me feel old was that the only thing that the directions really talked about was warranties and how to sit properly in your chair so that you didn't seriously injure yourself while typing... seriously.
Everything else is found online which is so very cool once someone tells your ancient ass that the wireless card is INSIDE of the computer just flip the switch on the outside. (Reminds me of when my sister told her first college roommate that she was getting a bigger modem for her computer and watched her flip out as she yelled and screamed about there being no more room for ANYTHING let alone a bigger modem.)
Anyway, turns out I should have read all of that mumbo jumbo about laptop computer placement and the wisdom of buying a separate keyboard because my right shoulder is F.U.B.A.R. and the only thing that helps is long periods of time off of teh internets. YIKES!
And so I join reverend mother in her great experiment (the computer related one, not the three kids one although that is obviously SO much cooler). And I bid farewell for long periods of time to the party I started and I try to figure out what to do with myself with no computer time to lean on.
I also secretly rejoice that my time cannot be used wisely to say... iron because my right shoulder is screwed up and ironing wouldn't do it any good, right?