Shot to my heart (or my head)

I love the screenshot option on my mac. It is pretty much how I communicate everything. If you want to see a photo, I screenshot it. If there is a change on something on a work project, I screenshot the change. Someecards. Screenshots. Daily. Who doesn’t want a daily someecard texted to them? They are all relevant. You can even create your own now if you are creative and funny enough (you are not creative and funny enough so stick to the ones on there please).

When I first started my job here and I had a mac I spent two nights crying at home because I couldn’t figure out how to use it after using a PC for 15 years. I mean I learned all my graphic stuff on a mac but after years in non-profit where I had to beg for a new version of InDesign or PhotoShop (or Quark when I first started) I was lost. I just couldn’t figure out how to save or print or anything for the first couple of days and I didn’t want to ask anyone for help because I was supposed to know this stuff. All the cool chicks who went to Syracuse and pretend they are real graphic designers know that stuff. Those are the thoughts that were going through my head. I figured it out after a few days and now I’ll never go back to a PC.

Anyway, screenshots. I love them. As I was driving to work today I was thinking that I wish I could screenshot my dreams. It would be so cool to be able to text someone what you were dreaming about in the morning so they could have a vivid picture of what’s going on in my head. The past two nights, I’ve had dreams that my buds at work hate me and that I couldn’t do anything right. I have no idea where that comes from. No idea whatsoever. Read between those lines.  My dreams are like full length movies with new plots and characters nightly and I would love to be able to share them. In the meantime, I’ll just create something like this:

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