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Why does my laptop mac keep saying 'Thunk!' ?
I am really getting a bit curious about this now. It must mean something. I have no idea what. just every now and then it says 'Thunk!'. I am at a loss. It's similar to one of my cats. This cat is very small and he is black and white and he is called Mole by some and Micky by others. He has just spent the last half hour going around the top half of the house sort of 'moaning'. He does this quite often but I have never been able to get to the bottom of it. I think on this occasion it might have meant 'I'm too cold and I can't get comfortable anywhere' but I am not sure. It usually seems to help a bit if I make comments for each mew. Just shows I am interested at least.
I know this sounds sad but I have just discovered that my computer can speak. Yes, I can choose which voice (I have chosen Vicki who is american with a sultry voice, especially as I have set it v e r y s l o w), Vicki can tell me the time as often as I would like her to (currently every half hour just to check I am still awake). The fun bit is that she alerts me to problems by saying '[program name e.g. Mail] wants your attention' and the reaallllyyy good bit is that I have asked Vicki to pick randomly from a list of remarks I have composed to say before she tells me what the alert is. So every now and again she says something like 'Hello Mrs Lovely' or 'Bom Dia. Como esta Michelllyy?'. Well, it makes me smile...
I don't switch my computer off, I just close the lid and put it next to me in the bed where it sort of breathes. It has a slowly pulsating blueish light that makes it look like it is breathing next to me in the bed. No really! I do like living on my own! I'm not a bit lonely. I have a computer that breathes and calls me Mrs Lovely and I have 8 cats in the house most of the time.
About the cats (so miss this bit out if you can't stand furry bundles of strangeness): There's Tiffy (so huge that people stop their cars in the street outside to get a better look) on the bed with me at the moment. Mole (teeny wee) has snuggled himself into the cupboard. Bert (famous locally for his habit of weeing in other people's houses [and the hairdressing salon], therefore not actually allowed in his own house) is in the 'spare' room (or 'Library' as I secretly and pretentiously like to call it) rolled up in a fleece cat bed (he is supposed to live across the road). Ellie the mad Russian Grey (absolutely bonkers honestly, which is the main reason I was asked by my nephew to take her on) is downstairs sitting on my wooly witches hat. Scooby from next door is guarding everyone's (including all male visitors for some reason) favourite, wicker, chair. I'm not sure where Douglas is (probably trying to get someone to brush him, he is obsessed). Mole's mum, Emily (an ex-feral farm cat with yes, a very similar name to the mad grey, it can get confusing) is probably under the bed. Benjy, the absolutely huge b+w cat from the local working men's club is out having a prowl. He will be back soon to check on what Bert is up to. There is a great rivalry between these two non-resident cats as to who has the strongest claim to my house. Who am I to point anything out?
The computer just said 'Thunk!' again. Why?
Maisie
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