Good night, Desdem0na. Good morning, JuIiet.
10:50 p.m.
The rest of the day didn�t prove as successful, however. I tried out the adapter I bought at the mall the other day, the one that is supposed to let me use my old Macintosh keyboard with my new Macintosh computer (4-pin parallel port to USB port), only to find that the male end on my adapter is for a 6-pin parallel port. Grr. This entails another trip to the mall (and, lest we forget, this is the pre-Christmas shopping season) to return said piece of computer/electrical equipment, and continue my quest for something that will work. You see, I use the arrow keys and the number pad when I input music, and on the old keyboards the arrow keys are in a nice straight row. On the new computers they are grouped differently, and I was developing a sore hand leading to tendonitis as I tried to move my middle finger between the up and down arrows. Hence my search for something that will allow me to hook the old keyboard up. Sigh.
I went to the studio recital at noon. It was all right. Hubby and I then adjourned to the Loft for coffee and found our very own Little Princess there, so we joined her for a bit. Now I am pleasantly tipsy on hot chocolate laced with orange liqueur, a combination I heartily recommend. Good night, Desdem0na. Good morning, JuIiet.
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