Touchpad, You Are the Bane of Me.

Monday, September 01 2003

I hate my Toshiba’s touchpad. I just spent exactly fourty-five minutes drafting the most important weblog entry of all time and history ad infinitum, and with the slightest finger twitch, closed the composition window.

I am however still mystified that it can even work. How it knows I’m touching it is simply marvelous and beyond my comprehension. But I say that, and yet I have a vague and half made up understanding of how it works, but I’m not so sure I want to know the true story. Just tell me it has something to do with nanotechnology and I won’t hate it anymore.