Book Review - Shotgun Gravy

Dear Everyone:

Read this book immediately.

This is my first PDF purchase, and at only $0.99 (Black Friday sale (it came to $1.07 (or 4) Canadian)) it is a steal.

A short 'novella', the first in a series of four, Shotgun Gravy (Chuck Wendig) deals with bullying on an extreme level. Read through it and become empowered as SOMEONE seeks justice for terrible acts of bullying.

Go here: http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2011/11/25/black-friday-ninety-nine-cent-fiction/ to purchase the book.

WowButter - A Review

Back in June, Boyfriend and I took the kids to a fair. Whilst touring the various tents with farm animals and information displays provided within, we noticed a lone table with teeny tiny packets of free something on them. Of course, we beelined straight for it (free is a word that courses through my veins with awesomeness).

Picture from here.

Imagine my surprise when I read the pamphlet and discovered that I could feed this to my toddlers right then and there.

WowButter is a PEANUT-FREE, soy, peanut-butter replacement. And the amazing thing is that it tastes almost identical to peanut butter.

Peanut butter connoisseurs will notice a difference, there is a slight discrepency in texture, but the pros far outweight a minimal texture difference. I can only imagine how amazing this must be for someone who has a peanut allergy, to be able to join in on some of the cultural staples of North America. To, potentially, have a peanut butter and jam sandwich for the first time ever. Ants on a log; peanut butter cookies; a spoonful of delicious-protein filled-comfort food.

I am blown away by the genuine service that the founders/creators of WowButter have done.

I am able to make my 3 year old and my 1 year old soy butter and jam sandwiches, and something so close to the peanut butter classic would not have been available to me before this.

The website: WowButter.com has recipes listed for their product as well. I have yet to try to bake anything with it, but I am looking forward to attempting a Soy Butter Cookie (since I am such a fan of the traditional peanut butter ones).

If you are a US resident, then you have the option of buying WowButter from Amazon.com, or PeanutFreePlanet.com, or from one of the many local retailers that carry it. If you are a Canadian resident, the online options aren't available (yet? Oh, please make it available to buy online in Canada), but you can purchase WowButter from several different retailers. Here is a complete list from WowButter's website.

WowButter is currently available in smooth and crunchy (like peanut butters), and I have only tried the smooth thus far, but it is delicious. As soon as Boyfriend and I finish our old container of peanut butter, the entire family will switch to WowButter (I only have it for the kids so far) to use for our normal peanut buttering needs. I am excited to try the crunchy version, as I was quite the crunchy peanut butter lover when I was a child.



Thank you WowButter, for providing a safe and affordable alternative to peanut butter.


If you'd like to send me free jars, I would not object. Just email me: atasteofdysfunction@hotmail.ca

So Little To Lose

And so much to Gain!



A couple of weeks back, Gain Laundry Detergent went on sale at the local FreshCo at the same time that I ran out of laundry detergent and had to buy more.


What a coincidence!!


Having never used Gain before, I would like to say that I was skeptical... or at least moderately concerned about the outcome of my clothes... but that would be a dirty lie.


Five dollars for laundry detergent!?!?!


Ahahahahaha! I wanted to buy them all!


Luckily, Boyfriend is more levelheaded than I, so we only bought one to give it a try. We laundered that very afternoon and I have a serious review for you.

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD GAIN LAUNDRY DETERGENT!

I have finally found a brand of laundry detergent for me.

NOT ONLY were my clothes laundered effectively, Gain removed old stains that my previous stuff had left in, AND!!! my clothes smell like happiness!

Long lasting, super awesome happiness!

Bedding, sweaters, BOYFRIEND'S NASTY SOCKS all smell like happiness.


O_O


I am in love.


And so the message of this post (other than for you to immediately drive to the store and buy Gain) is to talk about marketing. If you have a product, that is the bomb, then you NEED to put it on sale somewhere.

NOT ONLY will you reward people who are already loyal customers of your product, but you will also encourage NEW people to try it. And fall madly in love with it. And purchase only your brand of laundry detergent for the rest of their lives*!



*provided it doesn't suddenly start sucking, or Gain decides to charge a ridiculous amount for their laundry detergent. Yes, it is that awesome, but I am even cheaper.

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I have been beaten to a pulp by a cold lately, hence the 'longer than usual' time between posts.

I am also extraordinarily nervous about my next post (Number 100!) since it is so personal that I may have rambled/moved outside of my normal posting format type stuff.

Be gentle.

Make Over

I just changed the appearance of my blog...complete with a new photo that I took myself.

Please comment and tell me what you think!

Take a look around, try the "Popular Posts" tabs, my label cloud, or the archive if you have time.



And if this is your first time here, welcome!


You could try a couple of my more recent (not "Make Over") posts:



-a story (with my artwork): The Trip to Disney Land

-a letter: Dear Period

-a recent video review: Children's Videos #5

-a darker post: A Taste of Disgrace


and my current favourite:

-a rant: Embrace The Penis

Thank you for reading!

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Children's Videos #5

For this review I have chosen:  Wall-E



Eve and Wall-E have just saved the human race at the cost of Wall-E's life.

In a last grand effort, Eve flies the two of them back to Wall-E's house to try and rebuild him with spare parts.

The first video is of her rebuilding him.



The second is of the events immediately following.











The part that gets me in this movie (other than him actually being crushed in the first place) is the part where Eve succeeds in saving his life, but Wall-E has no memory of her anymore.

Her eyes are very expressive and you can tell that she is crushed.


Yeah....tears.



What movies make you mushy?
Tell me in a comment and I will review them!

Children's Videos #4

Mulan!

This is one of my favourite Disney movies. The part in this movie that really chokes me up is right at the end.

Mulan has just gotten back from going to war for her father (which is completely illegal) and she has dishonoured her family by posing as a man to save his life.

The Huns break into the palace and kidnap the Emporer, and it is up to Mulan and her war friends to save him.

They do, and this video is what happens from then on.

If you don't want to watch the whole thing, skip to 2:50 as that is the part that chokes me up.

Explanation below video.




If you skipped the first 2:50 it was about how the Emporer thanks Mulan for saving him. He gives her his medallion and a sword so that everyone in China will know that she is honoured for saving them. She then returns home to her family, and this is the first time they have seen her since she snuck out of the house prior to the war.

Mulan is concerned with letting her father know that she didn't dishonour her family, but he is just grateful that she is alive.

The cherry blossoms are supposed to be symbolical of Mulan blossoming into a beautiful woman.

Enjoy!

Santa Site Review

In one of the comments I recieved on yesterday's post, the author of Becoming Unstuck mentioned a link that I should check out.

So I did.
Because I'm super awesome.

This site, "Magic Santa", allows you to fill in a few blanks to provide information about your child (/friend/coworker/etc.) and then automatically emails this 'letter' to Santa at the North Pole. Santa then sends a video reply to the email address that you provide (I completely unchecked the 'provide me with updates and extra information boxes surrounding my email) which is tailored and personalized to your child.

You get to fill in your child's name, age (in years), gender, country, province, ideal gift for Christmas, highlight of the year, picture, and what they want to be when they grow up. Then you provide a picture of yourself and your relationship to the child and you're ready to go.


"But dysfunction, what about my child? My child has a very unique name. How will Santa know?"


That is a great question faithful reader!

The first box you fill in is your child's name. Spell it exactly as it should be spelled, that is how it will appear written. Further down the screen you get to pick the pronounciation of your child's name, and the best part is Santa will say 'My dear friend' if the pronounciation for you child's name isn't there!
(This is quite similar to my experience with the Scout-Violet toy from Leapfrog...thumbs up for that toy!)

I have made a video as demonstration, unfortunately I can't figure out how to embed it in here...so you'll have to follow this link or click on the picture.




www.magicsanta.com if you want to use it.

 

Overall, I was pretty impressed with the production and quality.

I would like to see in the future, an option to put all of your children into one letter/video, or to have a list of Video #1-5 as an option at the beginning, so you can pick a slightly different speech if you have multiple children.

Mine are still too young to pick up on it, but older children may notice that Santa is asleep at the beginning of every video...or says the same thing almost.



But in his defense, it is difficult to be original 100,000 times.

Angry Momma

The results of the diaper poll are in!

(Be sure to check the side of the page for polls in the future.)

100% of voters chose Huggies.

And let me tell you, I used to be one of you.



I think it was the Newborn diapers that really sold me. With their awesome dip in the front that goes below your baby's belly button while the nasty stump heals and falls off.


*gag*


Sorry. I'm back.


I used almost exclusively Huggies for Shake'n'Bake. I tried Pampers, and Parent's Choice, and found them to be sub-par. Teddy's Choice caused a wicked rash and was never used again. At the end of the day, I was a Huggies Momma through and through.


When Shake'n'Bake was about 9 months old, I bought a package of diapers (84 pack) that had 5 unusable diapers in them.

Five.

Five of them out of commission due to faulty gluing that caused the diaper to rip open and become insta-garbage.

I wrote a letter to Huggies, explaining the situation. I said that I had never had this problem with more than one of their diapers at a time, and that since there were five faulty diapers in the one package that maybe there was a problem with the lot.


I even included one of the faulty diapers.


I never got a reply from them.


Not once.


I was ticked off, but I continued to buy Huggies diapers. After all, they were so good and I loved them. I was a Huggies Momma!

Then I had Splat and suddenly Shake'n'Bake's diapers would no longer last her through the night.

We would change before bedtime and she would wake up wet.

They were leaking.

I was baffled. I began to think that maybe I should be buying a bigger size diaper for her, or giving her no water an hour before bed or something. But they started leaking during the day too.


And Splat's diapers started leaking.


The final straw was when I opened one of Splat's diapers to change her and it was glued to itself again.


O_o




Pampers had a sale.



Now let me tell you, I am not in cahoots with either company, and I have nothing to gain from this.


I am no longer a Huggies Momma.


I am now a Huggies Pampers Momma.

My kids love the characters (Sesame Street); they have a nice smell; the tabs work fantastically; and they have three layers of absorbancy instead of two. Most importantly, I have never come across a Pampers diaper that has been glued to itself, and I have had minimal leaks.


I would have accepted any form of explanation from Huggies about why their diapers had crapped out on me, but they didn't reply at all. I am just another consumer amongst the sea of disposable diaper parents, so why should they care one way or another?



Buying a diaper brand is always going to be a personal choice, and it's going to depend on a lot of things about how the diaper works for and fits your children.


My personal review of the two leading diapers brands leaves Huggies coming up short, and Pampers standing in the victory circle.

I've Burned Myself

I was planning on doing a post about how coffee is a social staple in North America.

How, a person almost needs to acquire a taste for coffee so that they can accept it during certain social situations.

Meeting for the first time over coffee; picking up some coffees from the local Tim Horton's on the way in; camp breakfast companion; a nice gesture when you have company over.

I was going to make vague references to how there are some people that I know who don't drink coffee, and that they are then put in a position to refuse a mug from the pot, decline a cup of black with the fixings on the side, and sometimes go without a drink because coffee was the only thing made.

But instead, I got burned.

I created this poll to find out which hot beverages people drink, and really to have the topic on my readers' minds so that they could visually see my points.



...




Well, here it is!

50%

Only FIFTY percent of my voters drink coffee.



O_o



So apparently, hot chocolate  is a better social tool, and that is what we should be offering and meeting up for.


After all, 80% is a pretty big majority.

Children's Videos #3

I present:

Lady & the Tramp

I couldn't find this any smaller on YouTube but... it's about 2:50 that gets me. Tramp has just been taken away in the carriage for the pound. After Jaques and Lucky hear that it was a rat that attacked the baby and not Tramp, they chase after the carriage to try and delay it. If the carriage gets to the pound then Tramp will be destroyed.



Sigh.



I know...I'm a wimp.

Children's Videos #2

For my second clip in my teary series of children's movies that make me cry... Lilo & Stitch!

For a little background...the adult in this clip is Lilo's older sister Nani. Nani has just been told that Child Services is going to take Lilo away from her (their parents died in a tragic car accident) and she is trying to explain this to Lilo but becomes so overwhelmed with emotion that she sings to her instead.





Waterworks. All I can imagine is trying to explain to my little girls that they are being taken away to live with another family....

Sigh.

Anddddd.... upon comment request (I sure hope I got the clip right...ah forget it I'll put in all 3)







Oh my GOD! This clip bothers me so much, but I searched YouTube for EVER and could not find a non-fan-dubbed version. Where the hell is the original?? Well, if anyone finds it let me know - I will replace this in a heartbeat.

Children's Videos #1

I've realized the more that I watch movies with my kids, that there are a lot of things that I didn't even come close to noticing when I was a kid.

And, on top of all that, there are a lot of scenes in kid's movies that make my cry...or tear up...

For my first example I would like to show: The Incredibles!



Tah Dah!

The part that really gets me here is at about (1:20) when she cries: "There are children on board!"

Instant tears.

This never happened before I had children.





Are there any scenes of kid's movies you want me to cover in the future? Comment below!

Smells Like Baby

I would like to share something with you.

Just a small thing, but it's a fairly profound realization I just came to this morning.

I picked up Splat and put her in her crib for nap. The walk between her exersaucer and her crib was very slow and drawn out as I walked in an almost dance-like sway, and cuddled my tiny daughter in my arms. With my nose buried in the top of her head, and my hand holding hers, I inhaled her sweet sweet smell. Then it hit me.

Whenever I hold my babies I smell them, I inhale their scents and it gives me a silent moment of euphoria.

Why do people like to smell babies? What does someone mean when they say 'Mmm, smells like baby'? Why would the scent of throw-up and poop be so enticing to people?

Here is my answer.

I have a two year old who's hair smells like sweet strawberries, and yet my baby shampoo for Splat is near scentless. But the sweet smell that I'm inhaling, that I am enjoying, that I am trying to burn into my memory is of her.

When I triple the amount of time it takes to walk to her crib because I am smelling her, I am also holding her and feeling her breath and her heart beating against me. I am trying to memorize the size of her fingers and the power of her grip, the weight of her little dependant body in my arms, and the awe and comfort that she finds in my eyes.

Scent is one of the most powerful memory triggers, and I like to think that when Splat is two, ten, twenty-five years old, that I will one day hold another baby that will smell like throw-up and poop, and that baby may grip my finger, or be just as heavy, or look at me with the same innocent wonder, and I will be magically brought back to the time when I was holding my precious little girls. A time when I was the world to them.


This is what I mean when I say: "Mmm, smells like baby."

Case Study

I just thought I would share this with you. This is a case study that we had to respond to in class today. Please comment below with your thoughts! I'd love to know what you think.



Zack practices in the heart of a multi-cultural community and his clients come from a diverse cross-section of ethnic cultures. Mohamed, a Muslim, seeks Zack's help for a whiplash injury he sustained on the job as a truck driver. Zack runs a very busy practice and he is often booked back to back all day.

After his first appointment with Mohamed, Zack tells him he needs to see him in a week and Zack's receptionist Susie says the only appointment available is next Tuesday at 10am. Mohamed says he can't come in at any time on Tuesday or for that matter Wednesday. Susie tells him that he has to come in on Tuesday because that is the only time that Zack can fit him in. Mohamed flatly refuses saying, "No I can't and won't come in on Tuesday or Wednesday." Frustrated with him Susie calls Zack over and tells him the Mohamed won't work with the appointment she's given him.

Zack asks him what the problem is. Mohamed tells him that Tuesday and Wednesday are holy days for his family and that he can't leave the house on those days for any reason. Zack gives him a puzzled look and says,"But we're talking about your health and well being. You're in pain and need help, it's not like you are planning to go out partying or something. Don't you want to get better?" Mohamed is adamant and refuses to come in on either of those days. Zack, now frustrated says, "I don't have time for this, either you come in on Tuesday or Wednesday or I don't see you and if I don't see you you're going to have a hard time finding another therapist who cold fit you in given you restricted schedule. If I were you I'd look after myself. It doesn't seem to me that you have your priorities straight- think about it."

FacePalm...I mean Book...

I use Facebook.

And by 'use' I mean occassionally update my status, read through the home page, comment on friends' updates, and post pictures of my children.

Because everyone wants to see pictures of my children.

Now, I have 'friends' on my facebook who use it more often than I, but what I really find interesting is the next generation. The younger facebook users. People who update several times a day, from their phone or watch or God-knows-what-they're-using-now.

The people who, as mentioned here (by a very talented writer-friend of mine), have dozens of fake siblings, pretend parents, and are afianced or married to their friends.



This is an interesting social situation. No longer are emails considered the 'norm'. No longer are phone calls just for talking, for lasting more than 2 hours of unimportant bonding. Now, emails are for business or school, the phone for immediate plans...or even better, for telling someone to access their facebook.

*ring ring*

"Dude. Go on Facebook right now and check out _____ status."

It is a very interesting age for me. My cell phone barely functions, and yet 12 year olds have cell phones (O_o) that can access the internet whensoever they choose.

Status updates about the personal details of your life, (Yeah, we broke up, and here are the intimate details of how and why) the uneventful details of your life, (Just made pb&j sandwich! Woo! Food!) and the worst of all: the spelling.

Now, I do not claim to be some genius at the English language. My grammar is quite foul, and I will occassionally make deadly mistakes like spelling a lot "alot", putting the 'a' in definitely, or, overuse, of, the, comma,. BUT! I pride myself in spelling most words correctly, and not having my friends fix my mistakes as a comment on my status.


EXAMPLES:
If this is you, then I'm sorry. No offense...

dieing = dying

"i should of video taped to show you its how he did and it and your reation" = I should have video taped it to show you it's(?) how he did and it and your reaction

"making, crosants, pizza, progese, & bacon," = making (no comma) croissants, pizza, perogies, & bacon (no comma)

deffiently = definitely

ment = meant

nuthing = nothing

"just to get threw the day" = just to get through the day

dumpt = dumped



NOW it is quite possible that this is just how people talk to each other now. A sort of 'familiar' slang, as if to say "I am so comfortable being your friend that I can forgo spelling and grammar in our conversations because I know that you will know *exactly* what I am saying to you." It is quite possible that I am not in on this newest fad, as it is something that only applies to the generation after me.

Like backwards smiley faces...                       :( :) :D :S   = ): (: D: S:
                                                                                       weirdos



For allll yur saks,, i reely hop so.

Poor S.O.B

I don't have a TV connection at my house, but on rare occassions I will watch a few shows at my dad's or at Boyfriend's Mom's house.

Recently, while Boyfriend and Boyfriend's Mom's Boyfriend were working on the car, I was watching a little TV to pass the time before Boyfriend's Mom got home and we could chat.

I saw this lovely commercial, that made my stomach turn a little.

Lovely Commercial

That's a YouTube link btw...

Well, the general message that I got from this commercial is that, it doesn't matter that her boyfriend, Dave, was exhausted from staying up all night trying to find them the best deal for travelling. That point is missed entirely. But because he was so tired, he 'slept in' (which implies that they don't live together, otherwise how did she wake up without waking him up) and she went on the trip without him.

That is lame, but in the end what *really* bothers me is that she found someone else.

That morning.

In a foreign country.

So the moral of the story is: if you don't really like your boyfriend, you can find whatever excuse you want, book a trip without him (because really...she's not going to let him sleep in if she bought two tickets), hop on a plane to a different country, and f*** the next thing that walks by.

Have fun Mandy and Dante.

Oh, and get tested.

Magical Mouse Fairy

Apparently you send the Magical Mouse Fairy a letter, just like Santa Clause.

After my letter to Logitech I got a reply asking for a picture of the serial number *on* the mouse (luckily my camera is the bomb-diggity), my full mailing address, name, and phone number.

I complied, and yesterday I got a replacement mouse in the mail!

Yay! Customer service!

Unfortunately the Magical Mouse Fairy did something else too. She handed out my address to solicitors.... or some sort of housing program.... because I now have a new member in my family.

A little mouse we've named Drizzle.

He's a cocky little bugger, popping his head out from under the fridge, running laps around the garbage can, racing along the cupboards, and venturing a good foot and a half into the middle of the room WHILE we're still awake.

He's started chewing tiny holes into the bread bags and then crawling inside and gnawing out a giant hole of bread which I can only assume he sleeps in for a brief while.

A post-dinner nap if you will.

I was okay with his presence up until he started eating my bread.

And being super cocky with his presence.

So now we have to make some decisions.

Do we just close his hole, Landlord has offered to spray foam it, and hope that he doesn't open a new one somewhere else? Or do we bite the bullet and put down a trap?

What if he finds a Mrs. Drizzle and they have little Drizlets?!

Anyways, I'd love to hear what you think. Comment and let me know!

Battle of the Fruits

Knock knock.

Who’s there?

Banana.

Banana who?

Knock knock.

Who’s there?

Banana.

Banana who?

Knock knock.

Who’s there?

Orange.

Orange who?

Orange ya glad I didn’t say banana?

No. No I’m not.

Oranges suck.

Now calm down, the actual pulp of the orange is delicious, nutritious, and highly satisfying. But let me tell you, Orange needs to rethink his delivery strategy.

When you decide to eat an orange, you are mentally making a commitment. Time and effort are required to eat and orange, and a lot of the time I’m not interested in making said commitment.

You need to peel an orange. This either requires tools, teeth, or nails.

Tools means that there is a bigger clean up required.

Teeth means that your first taste of orange is nasty, and a little chemically.

Nails means that you will have a semi-permanent orange-brown colour under your fingernails.

All of these options suck.

Once you peel an orange you can’t just jump right in and enjoy the fleshy sweetness. Noooooooo. First you have to pick off all of the nasty white strings that attach to the orange with all of their might.

Those tricky white buggers that have grown in every nook and cranny possible in your orange wedges, and require some dexterity and nails (more orange-brown tinge on the horizon) to remove.

Once you’ve removed all the garbage from OUTSIDE the orange, you now have to be concerned with the garbage INSIDE!

The seeds.

Sometimes it is possible to see them through the orange wedge. I’m a big fan of holding the wedge up to the light to try and spot the dark seeds within.

This can end either or two ways.

One: you find the seeds, and proceed to jam your fingers into the wedge to try and pop them out, or you try and bite the wedge just prior to the seed to allow for easy extraction. Juice...everywhere...

Two: you don’t find the seeds, and bite unassumingly into the orange to hurt yourself in a conglomeration of teeth and seed cracking on impact.

Suck.

To top it all off, at the end of the horrendous experience, you smell like oranges. Forever! No soap will rid that scent from your fingers.

Bananassssssssssssssssssssssss...on the other hand...rock.

Bananas are a quick, simple, and satisfying fruit that can be had at any time of day, anywhere.

Bananas come complete with an easy open tab that requires NO tools.

They have teeny tiny seeds that are edible and are not noticeable.

Bananas=win.

Oh, and Orange Bread? Pssssssssh.

She Knows If You've Been Bad Or Good

I own a laptop. No desktop computer in my house. My laptop originally came with a cordless mouse that lasted about two years before finally giving up and dying. It would no longer recieve the proper signals from itself, occassionally wouldn't turn on, and would interpret a single click as two, one, or no clicks.

So I replaced it.

I decided to purchase a corded mouse so I wouldn't have to worry about replacing batteries any more, went down to my local Staples, and bought the cheapest one off the shelf.

Well...you get what you pay for I guess.

I was pretty happy with my new mouse for the first month.

And then month two rolled around...and things got bad.

And then they got worse.

And I got angry.

This is the world's first computer mouse...neat!

My beatiful new mouse had turned into a flaming pile of garbage.


Have I mentioned that I am getting my college diploma online?


Yeah, normally it requires use of a mouse.


So, lo and behold, I have been forced into using my laptop's track pad again, which after an hour or so, gets VERY VERY FRUSTRATING!


I am quite tempted to smash my mouse off of things in an effort to coerce it to work.


For the record, that's called mechanical persuasion, and it's shown to be quite effective.

"So...you don't want to work eh? I would recommend you reconsider your position. Hiiiiiyah!"
(Cat using mechanical persuasion on his mouse)

So I did what I always do when I get angry.

I wrote a letter.


For your reading pleasure:


I purchased your Logitech M100 corded mouse from a Staples at the end of July 2010. The mouse worked properly for the first week, and since that time, the USB connection has been very temperamental. The USB needs to be plugged in *almost* all of the way, but not fully otherwise the red light on the bottom will shut off and the mouse will cease to function. Sometimes, although this delicate balance is achieved, the mouse will randomly decide to stop working mid-use, and refuse to start again until (as far as I can tell) some magical Mouse Fairy comes and wakes it up.
I purchased this mouse because I am taking college online and my previous mouse (from a different company) was very temperamental, a wireless, and on its last legs. I was given a word-of-mouth referral to your products, and was quite pleased with the price.
Yesterday the mouse stopped working.
My computer no longer "recognizes" the USB Device, and my attempts to fix it have LITERALLY led to my computer telling me to replace the product.
This product is not even two months old.
If I had realised that this was a 'disposable' mouse, if you will, then I would have spent more money up front to buy a higher quality mouse that would have lasted me through more than one Final Exam.
I sincerely apologize if this seems rude, but I am very, very frustrated with this entire situation. I was really hoping to own a mouse that would last me at LEAST a year, as opposed to the not even two months I got out of this one.
I hope to hear a response from you that indicates that this is indeed some sort of fluke, and that the M100 is not built in such a way that it would cease to work after two months.
Hopefully the magical Mouse Fairy comes and fixes this problem before the 24th so I do not have to write a two hour midterm with the track pad on my laptop...but I'm not holding my breath...I forgot to leave her anything last time.
Thank you for your time,


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I'll keep you updated as to their response... but in the meantime, I will have to use my back-up plan to write my upcoming midterm.

"All right guys! Cheddar, you're in charge of moving and scrolling. Nibbles, clicking is alllllll yours."



My Mouse Team



Gnomes...For More Than Your Garden

I hate gnomes.





HATE!





They are sooo creepy and nasty, and they used to terrify me as a kid.


Used to...who am I kidding.


They are nasty buggers with their soulless eyes, and fake smiles.

There is a lot of rage hidden behind those grins.



Gnomes work like a mixture between gargoyles and the toys from Toy Story.

They move...and they live...oh believe you me, they live. Unfortunately for them, people can NEVER see a garden gnome move. So they must do their foul-deeds sneakily. They must avoid being seen. If you ever manage to sneak up on one it will INSTANTLY freeze in the position it finds itself in!

Gotcha!

This sneaky bugger was trying to crawl out of his flower pot to wreak havoc - when suddenly! The door swings open as Jimmy's going to get the morning paper!

"Ellie! Ellie! Get the camera quick!"

Ha!

But seriously.

They're nasty.

This guy has a frikking AXE!
ARGH! Nightmares!!!

I believe that gnomes have gotten bored with pulling the petals off your flowers, or nibbling at your veggies in the garden (blame the rabbits). They have moved on to bigger things. Branched out into different fields. Given themselves specialties.

Next time your toilet paper roll is empty...it was the Toilet Paper Gnome.

Printer tray not pulled out any more? Printer Tray Gnome.

DVD missing out of the case? DVD Gnome.

Missing you wallet? Keys? Pocket change? It's the Gnomes!!!

Mark my word; the day they figure out how to move when we're looking at them...

...they will TAKE OVER!