Transplanted Life
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Had a scare the last few days. I'm a computer programmer - or at least, I was before Michelle swiped my body. So, when Michelle's cable modem went on the fritz Sunday morning, at first it seemed like no big deal - I've had it happen to me before, so I tried to fix it myself. I spent most of the day trying, and nothing worked. It had me really worried - I'd sort of been wondering how this girl could just take over my life, and now I had to consider the possibility that along with my body, she'd taken any specialized knowledge she might have needed.

I don't think that's the case - the next couple days at work, I managed to get VB installed on my machine and was able to convince myself that I hadn't forgotten anything - I started at "Hello World" and eventually built a small Access DB that I could read via some simple ASP. Sure, that doesn't sound like much, but I had to do it between answering phones and directing visitors; I'm reasonably convinced that I haven't lost a step and just suck at network stuff. And it's not as if there's a whole bunch of secretary stuff ready to use in Michelle's head (Or personal hygeine stuff, for that matter).

Of course, it could still just be a one-way street - Michelle could have all my skills but not granted me any of her own. I suppose it made some sense - if those skills included "magic" or whatever she did to switch us, I'd have been out of her body way before now. If she does have my abilities, though, it kind of ticks me off - well, ticks me off more. Four years of college earning a degree, and she just swipes them like nothing. Sure, I'd like to be able to download .Net making sense into my brain the same way, but I'd pay for it or earn it or something.

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