June sixth two thousand seven

It's hard to keep up the real life and the computer apperances.
I've moved into a house of mac's and have no idea what the mac comandes are.
The end key takes me to the end of the whole text, sometimes,sometimes does nothing.
the little red buttoms sesitivity
makes me angry sometimes, i have to admit.
One button mouse, 'remeber when you could left click for spelling'
i fondly recall.
Really I just need a mac geek or user.

I had intended to sit here for a while, exspecting a friend to bale.
But he has not, so I must sign off, to watch a spanish flim, 'pan's labrynth' (again the end key did nothing, not even if you hold down the apple key, ba).
the night is gloomy and grey
prefect for a tale. don't you think?