Oh look, there it goes again, in capable of recognizing the word bullshit. OK, so I just trained it to do so. Let's give it a world know no a world know a quarrel no whirl. OK bullshit yes. Bullshit bullshit bowls shipped bullshit. Oh. There we go.
So, I guess what I'm saying is I am a sort of crappy typist and am going to try to learn how to use this dictation program in order to do more writing. I guess for a first time out, that wasn't the worst showing ever, although my hopes were perhaps a tad higher.
Hmmm. It seems to be working better now. I guess I need to focus more on my enunciation. Perhaps enunciation is the key, along with training.
Let's try something now.
I don't know what it is to love someone. I think I understand fondness and certain aspects of physical attraction, but when it comments to love, and all the elements that comprise it, I feel pretty much in the dark. Maybe in some ways, Nikki bore the brunt of my cluelessness, and for that maybe I owe him an apology, and I certainly owe him -- I think -- forgiveness for what he felt he had to do. And if "what he had to do" involved breaking my heart, well, gee, how could I blame him when my heart really didn't even know how to love.
Hmmm. Well, I seem to, in some small ways, be catching on, in terms of my Dragon dictation skills.
Now, if only I could catch on in terms of my cluelessness where love is concerned.
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