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August 19, 2005
Um, yeah, it's not your computer: Round two
I come down the stairs at 7:15 this morning and guess who's on the computer?
There she is, hunched over, plugging away. I decide to try a more friendly tact.
"How's the project coming?" I say brightly.
"Okay," she says in a tone that indicates that the literally five minutes I spent on the computer yesterday morning may have set her project back months.
So I hover. I sit down on the couch next to the computer. I get some coffee. I pet the cat. I gaze admiringly out the window at the mountains. At some point perhaps she will say "Hey, do you need to get on here?" or "Hey, I'll be off in fifteen minutes" or "Hey, I'm kind of a jerk." But no. She says nothing else.
I go down and buy a newspaper and have a bowl of granola and milk at this weird (but really good) cafe run by Christian hippies. When I return a half-hour later ... oh yeah, she' still on it. She doesn't look up. But she knows -- she knows! -- I'm there.
The only reason I'm on right now is that she's eating breakfast. I'm surprised she was able to pull herself away even for sustenance.
Posted by teb at August 19, 2005 10:42 AM