Opopanox, Home of the Arrogant Worm

Oh my Lord, how the hell do you people use the internet shit? Pc came back, then the IE 7 update ate it (literally, dunno how but it wiped the pc. It was like an act of God, except I blamed it on my luck) and it had to be reformatted and XP disks sent for and redownloaded, and now my sound won’t work (but the colors are gorgeous!) and everything important is too small, except for the things that are too big. So, erm, how do you use the internet, exactly? And everything else? I know how to make words bigger with Firefox (which is all I need the words bigger for, that and Jarte, but you can size those yourself with a highlight and a scroll bar), but that’s the best of my abilities, can’t get anything else to behave, and I’m lost. The pc icons are too small, and I tried to make ‘em bigger, but the only thing that enlarged were the words, which wasn’t what I was looking for since it’s easier to spot a picture on Desktop than writing. So anyway, that got bigger and I couldn’t scroll down on some pages because the words were too damn big while the icons were seed sized. Ive developed an uneasy truce wrt the letter size as-it-stands (managed to shrink ‘em a bit), but the icons are so small as to be nonexistent and that’s a problem. And the keyboard is unwieldy, too small, my hands keep accidentally hitting buttons and deleting things they’re not supposed to. Wish I had the old one, but there’s wax stuck in it, and it really needs to be cleaned.

So how the hell do you people use the internet, anyway? What is all this stuff? How Do You Make It Work?

Also, how the hell do you enlarge the typing box on WordPress to see the options? I tried with Firefox and all it did was make things run into each other. Badly. I didn’t remember the boxes up top for the options being quite that tiny the last time I wrote.

But updates will be coming, soon as I figure out how this thing works. And how to restore sound.

They do say the third time’s the charm, and it’s the third installment of the ‘new’ pc, so here’s to hoping. The colors are pretty, which is about the only good thing I can say for it, besides the speed. Speed is great, doesn’t take ages to get somewhere. I can go exploring now! Downright *gleefull* at the prospect of that, lemmie tell you. Let no stone go unturned and no window unbroken.

I’ve decided, since this is the new year and nothing seems to be alleviating depression and the other so-irritating problems that I’ll write whatever semi-interesting thing passes through my head, as it should get me back into the habit of blogging and who knows, perhaps perk me up and wouldn’t that be nice, but fair warning, what’s interesting to me probably isn’t interesting to you a fair amount of the time, so if you decide to, oh, wander elsewhere during the ramblings, no harm no foul. In the meantime I’ve got a back-order of things online that need to be finished (Now is the time to stop volunteering for things, Worm, I keep telling myself, but I usually don’t manage to follow such advice. Alice, wasn’t she a wise one…). Today, we’ve got …pie. Lower those eyebrows, please, you’ve no cause as-of-yet. If you’d wait until I’m finished, then you might have reason.

Right, bought a cherry pie yesterday, had an absolutely horrible sweet tooth for some reason. Also an understatement, it was more than horrible as I’d gotten two pieces of cheesecake and three candybars, two with bits of almonds and toffee and one plain milk chocolate to go with it. I didn’t end up eating the milk chocolate, someone else did, but the other bars and cheesecake were devoured in short order. I’d no idea the dollar store had such cheesecake, the store has reached a glorious status in my eyes. In retrospect, I should’ve picked up more, it was much tastier than the pie sliver turned out to be.

About that pie, it’s been preying on me. With very little effort expended I may stare at it as the tin’s bottom is up top in my visual perception should I glance upwards, which I seem to be doing constantly. Not the best place for a pie, but it’s a bit crowded ’round here at the moment. It’s distracting in all its crusty glory with the burgundy seeping through. The slice of color looks sort of like an open wound from this angle, only more red than red should really be, possibly because of the burgundy tint and the play of light.

It’s been out of the oven for two and a half hours, and the middle still hasn’t cooled completely. Seems to be a stubborn bit of pastry. Don’t like warm pie, prefer it cold, and its refusal to chill is irritating. I was debating on putting it in the fridge, but I don’t want to forget about it and have it be colder than I’d like. In short, I’d rather stand sentinel over the sugary confection to defend the remains from the hordes (they wanted their slices warm, for some ungodly reason) and then, at the exact moment of temperatured perfection, reveal my true allegiance and pounce. Hasn’t worked out so well though, the three-slices-equals-half-a-pie that’s still here seems to be holding in the heat nicely.

I did have a passing, musing thought about the popular movie a lot of people bolted to go see awhile back, you probably know the one, it had a slightly mangled pie on its debut poster. I was just thinking that I’d never heard of the guy in the movie getting burned & I’m reasonably certain he would’ve if he’d had this cherry pie instead of the apple he was portrayed with.

I did cheat and try it before it managed to cool all the way, only a cherry and a bit of crust that had broken off, mind. It’s tart, something I usually don’t find in most store bought desserts, normally add too much sugar for my taste, drowns out the flavor of the filling. And what abundance of flavor it has! Not to mention the visuals. The cherries look plump, in a once-upon-a-time way, as if someone had happily squished them between fingers or underfoot after they’d been pitted. Sort of like mashed grapes, except when combined with the gelatinous, sleek-looking filling, you can’t tell how bad the damage to the cherries are, you just know there looks to be some. It would make a wonderful watercolor painting, the half-a-pie. Colors are gorgeous and the partially congealed filling has taken on a shiny caste where the light hits it, sets off the edges of the too-brown crust nicely. Sarah Lee has outdone herself. Now the only thing left is to decide if I want to ink in the pie before or after I paint it, or leave the ink out altogether. Should do it in a timely manner, though, as I’m still hungry due to lunch and dinner’s absence, can’t paint a pie that won’t be naught but crumbs.