Slog. Slog.
I appear to have an apologetic copy-editor. “I may be being nit-picky, but this seems unclear” she says of an out-and-out contradiction in a set of instructions. And she’s not doing the false modesty thing; she’s genuinely apologetic. Bless her. I told her not to apologize for finding a mistake, and thanked her.
Back to your regular browsing. Nothing to see here.
(In moments of escaping from the copy-edits, I have been pricing computers. I am surprised and pleased at how little I’m going to have to pay for something that meets my needs, i.e. what the rest of the world considers basic, especially since I have all my peripherals. And that’s including an extended service plan to cover the odd things that happen to my computers every eighteen to twenty-four months or so. Encouraging. I’ve never had a brand-new-everything-at-once system built by someone not me or a friend. This will be interesting.)
Well, finally, a non-Frankenstein computer. Congratulations!
(I’d offer to sell you my silver laptop, but there’s a line-up of guys at work who want to buy it.)