Finally Finished Some Typing

Dark Days of Apollo Part Seven: The Final Nail Word Count: 7,336 Rating: PG-13 Disclaimer: I can't own anything. The pygmies and debt collectors own me. Well, I created Jitterbug, and I like her. She's mine, and I'm keeping her. Summary: The Cylons believe that God has a plan. There are others who believe the Gods have a plan. And prophecy never lies, right? Pairings: Lee/Kara Author's Note: Again with the fics started in mid season 2. This is actually one of my first fanfic... read more

Damn it is hard to type with one finger in a splint! I don't remember typing being so difficult when I broke my other finger earlier this year and it was in a splint. I wonder if it is the failings of memory, or if it is just that it is easier to compensate for the ring finger on my right hand than for the middle finger of my left hand, or maybe I just got used to it before.

*After completing an assortment of typing lessons given to him by Orihime and Neku...* asdfjkl; asdfjkl; ASDFJKL; ASDFJKL; I DID IT! and I remembered the caps lock key too! Im getting there I hope. AND BLINK CAME BACK! I AM SO HAPPY!

Sometimes, I can't read my own typing. This is because I never learned to type properly, I've always prefered to handwrite, and still do, but these days no one wants a handwritten document. I think I also hoped computers would just go away some day, like a terrible fashion fad. Sometimes, what I've typed cracks me up, and sometimes I have no idea what I meant to type, even context clues don't help any. So I've decided to keep a bit of a log of my screw ups, just for posterity and laughs and because...

"Okay," Donna said when she started that day's class, "for today's class I want you to continue doing typing tests on the website that I've provided you with and work towards achieving your personal best by the end of today's lesson," [ooc: wait for the OCD]

"Same drill last time," Donna began that day's lesson, "I want you to focus on your typing tests , by now you should be working towards getting a constant solid result to indicate what your words per minute is," [ooc: wait for the OCD is up!]