beulahbondo's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ComPYOOT! One of the sixth grade girls I know told me last week that there is the computer, and then there the compute. What is a compute, I asked her. And she pantomimed typing, and the little 'ding' at the end of a line. That's a typewriter, I told her. Or else an ear of corn. No, she insisted. It's a compute. A comPYOOT! Okay, okay. In unrelated news, I slept on an olive pit in my sheets for a week. And never knew it. No conclusion, just nighty night. 10:25 p.m. - 2006-11-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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