Not this mouse...
My old computer mouse. Had me up till 2 this morning cleaning it to try to get it to function. Which it did this morning...a little. Enough to tell me that it really was a new mouse I needed and not a new computer when Christmas presents have already been bought.
So...
this mouse came to the rescue!
Mighty Mouse!
2 comments:
I always got a sick little thrill asking people "Did you clean it's ball?" when they whined about their mouse. Now my mice are all girls (use your imagination) so I don't get that pleasure any more.
Sigh. I need to get a life.
How life has changed, use to have to go dig for pencil or pen to write a note, now point and click.
Nobody is unhappy to have mice around if they are the right kind.
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