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the INK page. (Word-Processors Used.)

Many, many, – many, — many long *Moons* ago: this cackling old witch used to use Word 2000, and was very happy using the ghostly Macro to get the Script on my Scrolls, to then be read out loud to me by my tamed ghost AMY.

  • A disembodied human voice coming out from the speakers? – What else would you call it?

Then along comes a free version of the Excel papyrus, that was in itself: stuffed loosely inside the Office 2003 tube, and the cackling old crone soon discovered that the (Sheet-Spreader), really does an excellent job: of rotating her (Ancient Hieroglyphs) on a (Chess Grid) of an (Infinite Size.)

  • From that point on: the old woman was reduced to the state of a technological pauper, by being forced to use the other precocious offerings in the Office 2003 container tube.
    • Then in a disgruntled state playing with the messy Microsoft INK.
      • I myself soon discovered something rather neat, in that you can collapse the Headers and Footers in the Print View, and actually see what your layout looks like on the fly.
    • (BTW: a view that I now write in all of the time.)

In using my head, by kicking my feet out from under me.

– Then it became a major selling point in 2003’s favour.

This page of ePapyrus, will now delve into Word 2003, and why this antiquated (INK)-ing system from Microsoft, ain’t that bad: your Honour, nods head towards the Bench where the Judge is sat, (that’s you!)

  • In Word 2003, even a mere visitor of the system could remove all of that keyboard shortcut garbage, and it would be saved in something called a ( file). And yes, you can do that in 2000 as well, but currently: (as of this year of our Lord), that ( file) in 2003 hasn’t been corrupted, not once.
    • In Word 2000, it used to corrupt itself all of the time!

And as I found out:  in XP and (Win 7) – it all depended on whether the User was logged in as a Guest (visitor), or Admin, and good old Word 2000 couldn’t handle two users, with different access levels: working on the same computer at the same time, but Win (10) can.

  • In the old days: you really did need to have two installations of Office to get round it, and that costs lots of extra Wonga, and spending even more Wongas was never gonna’ appen.
    • BTW: the reason I wanted control over that wretched ( file), is because I hated having all those weird short-cut-keys all over my keyboard, just waiting to add some new feature, or other: by mistake, and this tight arsed old bitch taking ages to find out what the silly cow had pressed in error.

Last major screw up, was this batty old woman actually pressing [ CTRL-Shift-E  ] in haste, and then swearing like a Trooper because the ignorant Private Conscript couldn’t work out where all those pretty little red balloons had come from.

  • 99, – red balloons – go by. 
    • As I eventually found out: that set of stupid keys starts off the super-duper function of Track Changes.
      • Never used it, and probably never will.

So control is point two in favour for 2003.

Next up, was my slave ghost AMY: that I had under a tight grip. I used, and abused her constantly to read my pages, as I myself laid back on my shezlong and rested: luxuriously tipping my head back eating grapes, whilst all the while taking in what I’d written.

  • But my wretched naked slave just wouldn’t play nice with 2003.
    • No matter what I did to instruct or command her.
      • Because AMY’s nude form, would not crawl back into her Word 2000 Macro Cage, now held inside 2003.
        • My naked slave was fit, but she simply didn’t fit into that new coded restraint.
          • AMY needed new clothes, she needed dressing up like a doll.

Point Three, but against 2003 this time.

  • But funnily enough: it’s also a point in the crappy INKs favour as well.
    • Because by being forced to dress my naked slave AMY in ClaroRead clothing, to then rudely play with Word 2003: I then got real intimate with the Pronunciation Editor in his private rooms.
      • And with him besides me in his detailed office: the Mistress then whipped AMY into shape, by forcibly instructing her to say words like she never did before.
        • My ghost slave finally became civilised, concise and competent. 
    • Who says that slavery is bad! – It’s not, well: as long as I’m not enslaved it isn’t.

I could get used to being waited on hand foot and finger, by a civilized female Black-a-Moor dressed up in all of her golden finery, who is willing and eager to wait on my every need, and this slave really wants to do it.

  • Discuss!

Point Three (Raised) to a positive status.

To be continued …




  • And as for the ghostly Macro issue? – Been looking hard and fast: ever since.

Thanks for reading, Jessica: Praise be the ORI.


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Outside Intervention Registered.

Forced animal-(hybrid)-machine mode deployed, (open-me subroutine activated).
– Matrix code and biological permissions successfully merged in the prescribed scheduled time-frame, .. predictive actions running at 100%.

Attention STUPID Human!

A sign saying ‘Open Me!‘ – Isn’t a command.
Confidential Monetary Report Follows.
Conclusion Begins:
– The captured consumer has actually *bought* their own personal prison cell key,
(Then happily locked the door behind them).
– And did it when *you* signed up for *your* own beloved credit card,
(But are now paying off your blue dues in prison with a mountain of debt covering the door).

Resolution: the [ Consumption Bots ] have the human-monkey-race trapped.

– Give a google amount of monkeys some typewriters, ..
And one of the gibbering little freaks might well reproduce one of Shakespeare’s minor works in an eternity, (or two).
– Give a google amount of walking animals some credit cards, ..
And one of God’s gibbering human monkeys *might* well resist the urge to use it after a few seconds of shallow contemplation.

[ What’s written above is a pause in your life: don’t waste it, ( spend it wisely ) .. ]


Close this shit

Ain’t that so cute? – An innocent looking form on a web page; asking you to register to go on their exclusive mailing list: never seen that before? – { Huff! }

Anyhow: if you do sign up, then this is ( My Promise! )

(Just a cleverly constructed list of timely compiled acquisitions.)

Thanks for reading, Jessica: Praise be the ORI.

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