Monday, March 31, 2003

 I'm experiencing all sorts of obsessive-compulsive tendencies this morning. It's making me twitch. Not the eye. That hasn't acted up since I got out of bed, but my hand is just itching and spasming. It's not pretty.

And here's why: Rabbit left her door wide open while she goes and does whatever it is she does during the day when she's not in the apartment baking or rabbitting. Her computer is right there, and it's on. And I almost had a coronary.

I'm a bit of a freak when it comes to computers. My desk is a mess; various corners of my room are a mess; my head is mentally messed up. But there is one thing I just can't stand, and that's a messy desktop. What's Rabbit's problem? You can't see her desktop. At. All. Like, I don't even know what she has as her background or if she even has a wallpaper up. There's icons and shortcuts littering the thing, covering up practically Every. Available. Space. I mean, holy shit, I didn't think you could fit that many icons on a 17" monitor! It's wall-to-wall crap! Having a lot of stuff scattered on the desktop is okay; I can suppress my OCD twitchiness when it comes to that (*Pooh is looking at PoohDad*). But there comes a point when you just have to stand up and say, "For god's sake, woman/man/thing/alien!! Your poor computer!" Rabbit, I think you've gone beyond that point.

Oh wait. I think I see a bit of default green peeking out from between some of the icons, but it could just be the way the overhead lights reflect off the monitor (another thing that just boggles my mind - you're out of the room for hours at a time, WHY do you leave your lights on? yes, I'm a fuddy-duddy, shut up).

Ugh. I just wanna ... I just need to ... Dammit!! I want to clean her desktop. Move everything into nicely labeled folders. Arrange everything into pretty rows and columns. Something.

Sigh. This is not good. Where are my meds?

|| posted by Pooh at 11:14 AM ... ||

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