Randomosity With Buttons And Cheese

It’s taken me about an hour to get to this page. After being able to get onto other websites, I decided that my laptop (who I call Charles, after my gay husband in America) must hate wordpress. Of course, this must be a stupid idea; computers don’t have feelings, but what if they did? They’d decide what sites they wanted you to look at, which sites they hated, what type of music they’d allow onto your music programmes, and most importantly- they’d decide when they wanted to work.

Computers in general are tempremental (golly gosh, I really can’t spell) so there must be a reason behind it all. The old turn it off and back on again seems to work most of the time; where is the logic behind that? What happens the second time, that’s different to the first time of turning the computer on?

NOTHING!

And that, in my messed up mind, is proof enough that computers are living, in some way or another, and that makes them able to mess up whenever they feel like it.

Same goes with iPods.

My iPod (who I call Tobie, after… well nobody) always seems to know how I’m feeling, and will play songs that relate to thoughts flying round inside my brainbox. There’s no logic behind that, unless iPods are living creatures too. I’d like the next song that my iPod plays to be some sort of sign that I am indeed right about all this… wait for it… “Everybody Knows You Cried Last Night” by  The Fratellis. I don’t know what that’s supposed to mean…

I guess my idea about iPods is a tad flawed.

Ah well.

Toodles

xoxox