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Year Two, Day 344: Ελληνική φάντασμα μου

I think the title of today's blog is "My Greek Ghost". If Google Translate is accurate. You'll understand shortly.

I stopped at a McDonald's after my last student tonight. Had an Egg McMuffin without the bun, sandwiched between two hash browns. And an orange juice. It is 9:00 p.m. I don't usually eat this late, but I'm actually in it for the free Wi-Fi on my Kindle.

You see, my lap top is haunted. Yup, haunted. And the ghost is Greeek.  Out of the blue this morning, as I was trying to open YouTube for my morning stretching, all the characters started coming out as Greek letters.

I tried rebooting. Still Greek. I couldn't type anything into Google for help, because, well, Greek!

Later, on the bus to the music center to teach, I searched on my Android. Problem is, my laptop is ancient. Over ten years old. About five years ago, the Windows operating system crashed. One of my brilliant students loaded UBUNTU onto it (a Linux system. Not sure I REALLY understand what this is, but it has worked for me for the past five years!).

The amusing thing about my quandary is that I just received a book on New Testament Greek in the mail.My pastor recommended it. For those of us interested in a class in Greek.

 So if I can't fix my laptop, I'm going to have to learn Greek. Very fast!

This is all I have patience for this evening. It is rather frustrating trying to type on my Kindle.

I will talk to you tomorrow.

I was focussing on love today. But it should have been patience!

Happy Friday!


Καληνύχτα φίλοι μου

Zita



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