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pyoor_excuseAnyone guess where I am now?
In hell. Yes, I've placed myself in computer hell. From a place I was in, which was a stable kind of nastiness; where nothing quite worked, but it all more or less hung together in the vaguest kind of Kate-like way I've switched to what we'll call hell. For want of a better more accuate description.
Although it is now actually doing stuff. The data is winging it's little winged way between disk a and disk b. Well, I and G I think, or I and D. Fuckit, you don't care; nor do I quite frankly.
I would however, like this phase of the process to be done; just so I can nuke *this* partition and reinstall a final install of Windows (yes, I admit it, it's Windows time) on the machine and then actually start making it comfortable. You know, get my 30-40 backdrops in....Oooh, can you make it cycle backdrops in windows? Nyargh. Anyway. Enough. I'm sick of being geeky. Actually, I've more just been pissed off :-)
So. I think this is the longest time I've spend actually *doing* stuff to computers for, possibly, years. Distressingly, I've installed, or partially installed Linux three times, BeOS twice, Windows uh, 2 times (going to be 3 when I've finished) for count them a grand, final total of 2 machines. Yes. Count'em and weep. I am. So many hours wasted. Hours when I could have been writing essays, or grasping the finer points of child development. Or any points of child flipping development.
Time when I could have been learning about Anatomy and Physiology. Or trying, trying to pick up that fucking Norwegian again. I promised I'd learn Norwegian, I want to learn a foreign language. I actually *know* someone who speaks Norwegian. I shall do it. I shall. Yes.
Really, I could have washed my poor, battered, tired Morris Minor which is shamefully dirty. So much so that my friends at Uni found it funny! I could have looked and found if I did actually still own bike boots. Tidied my room (goddess knows it needs tidying). Read. Watched films (Actually, I watched The Incredibles, which was very cool and shall be mine on DVD when it's released I hope)
Yes.
What else. Starting to ponder going home. My cough has decreased to a more acceptable level (coughing occasionally every few hours as opposed to coughing pretty much continously). Yeah. So, hopefully home tomorrow. But first, first I must make this machine work. Right. So.
In hell. Yes, I've placed myself in computer hell. From a place I was in, which was a stable kind of nastiness; where nothing quite worked, but it all more or less hung together in the vaguest kind of Kate-like way I've switched to what we'll call hell. For want of a better more accuate description.
Although it is now actually doing stuff. The data is winging it's little winged way between disk a and disk b. Well, I and G I think, or I and D. Fuckit, you don't care; nor do I quite frankly.
I would however, like this phase of the process to be done; just so I can nuke *this* partition and reinstall a final install of Windows (yes, I admit it, it's Windows time) on the machine and then actually start making it comfortable. You know, get my 30-40 backdrops in....Oooh, can you make it cycle backdrops in windows? Nyargh. Anyway. Enough. I'm sick of being geeky. Actually, I've more just been pissed off :-)
So. I think this is the longest time I've spend actually *doing* stuff to computers for, possibly, years. Distressingly, I've installed, or partially installed Linux three times, BeOS twice, Windows uh, 2 times (going to be 3 when I've finished) for count them a grand, final total of 2 machines. Yes. Count'em and weep. I am. So many hours wasted. Hours when I could have been writing essays, or grasping the finer points of child development. Or any points of child flipping development.
Time when I could have been learning about Anatomy and Physiology. Or trying, trying to pick up that fucking Norwegian again. I promised I'd learn Norwegian, I want to learn a foreign language. I actually *know* someone who speaks Norwegian. I shall do it. I shall. Yes.
Really, I could have washed my poor, battered, tired Morris Minor which is shamefully dirty. So much so that my friends at Uni found it funny! I could have looked and found if I did actually still own bike boots. Tidied my room (goddess knows it needs tidying). Read. Watched films (Actually, I watched The Incredibles, which was very cool and shall be mine on DVD when it's released I hope)
Yes.
What else. Starting to ponder going home. My cough has decreased to a more acceptable level (coughing occasionally every few hours as opposed to coughing pretty much continously). Yeah. So, hopefully home tomorrow. But first, first I must make this machine work. Right. So.
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Date: 2004-12-23 01:50 am (UTC)