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Originally Posted by recluse
Freaky, ain't it, Nomesque?
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I get up, I look at my laptop.
I get on the train to go to work, I write part of a novel on my laptop.
I get to work, I do my work on a computer.
I go home, my husband's on the computer. So I check my email on my laptop.
Freaky, yes. I'm teched up to the bloody eyeballs!
A pair of older women on the train the other day were giving me lessons in untech.
"This is a pen. This is paper. Look, you pull the pen across the paper, and it writes WORDS!"
