So would you say that it's not particularly reassuring for one's possessed electronic devices to start playing this (the colour scheme is not my fault) when one starts in on writing up an email for working out some major foundation-cracks in a relationship?
Okay.
What it followed up with is not an improvement, psychologically. :}
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Okay.
What it followed up with is not an improvement, psychologically. :}
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Not that I'm bleeding from the eyes or anything.
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I swear, that's the first time in years I've physically winced back from the screen.
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Whitney goes back to trying to work on this email, promptly gets hit with Boston. "Can'tcha say you believe in me? Don't you see what it means to me?" Oh, shut the fuck up.
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Blergh. (Ow.)
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I am deeply thankful that I usually run my screen at levels rather towards the low end of brightness and intensity.
I do not wish to imagine what that would have felt like had I had my monitor at full brightness. Particularly had I not been warned. (And even ignoring the fact that this monitor blurs things a bit at full intensity, adding that eyestrain to the mix.)
- Brooks
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It's Not Polite To Judge People By Their Colour Schemes.
It's Not Polite To Judge People By Their Colour Schemes.
It's Not Polite To Judge People By Their Colour Schemes.
It's Not Polite To Judge People By Their Colour Schemes.
It's Not Polite To Judge People By Their Colour Schemes.
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Would you feel better judging this?
(ok, ok...that's not fair. she *does* acknowledge that she's maybe, possibly, being a dimwit. Sort of.)
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