Enjoying supper, tasty tasty supper: asparagus lightly boiled in chicken broth, with pepper, Canadian steak seasoning, mushrooms, and alfredo sauce, with macaroni, cubed cheddar cheese that sort of melted, and fried sausage. There will be leftovers.
1:27 AM 5/25/2010
Dessert: cherries. *bliss*
Sadly, while my mouth is no longer in open rebellion 100% of the time, it still hurts when I open my mouth too far, and I should avoid generally acidic foods. Cherries are non-sour enough to mostly avoid deep woe.
5:55 AM 5/25/2010
As if the leashes for my scissors weren't enough, I crocheted a ... thing ... onto my rice-sock. The rice-sock is navy blue cotton, and thus hides really really well in my bed. I added a long dangly thing in screaming magenta, with two tails and a handle. The idea is that the screaming magenta bits will be visible from within the confusion that is my bed, and that the two long tails will trail in whatever direction they so choose, this being a direction that might actually be visible, at least one of them. The handle is there for kicks, and I was feeling slightly like I was crocheting a Thneed when I decided to add it.
6:00 AM 5/25/2010
There was radio, and thus there is earworm. I will go down with my ship. There will be no white flag above my door.
3:58 PM 5/25/2010
Dreamed something bizarrely science-fictiony that involved a weather satellite that was inhabited with lots of whiteboards, visitors allowed, gravity, and strange rules about bathrooms, and then dogs on the beach. Also semi-dreamed that I found the concentration point in my mind to press to turn pain from "it hurts" to "sensation". (I very emphatically decided that I did NOT want the "turn pain to arousal" button. NO. DO NOT WANT. Maybe for specific moments, but not as a fulltime thing.)
12:19 AM 5/26/2010
Well, that was entertaining.
Brought the desktop to Glee night, because JD had said that there are tools for getting the key off the machine, and I was honestly a little too freaked/burned-out to do it without a spotter, and I was welcoming the chance for a pair of fresh eyes on the thing.
I helped out with dinner by de-boning some chicken breasts. I've never done that before, but the knife and I figured out what to do. I did have to get help from Teshipants in turning on the sink and giving me a good squirt of dish soap once I was done, because wowwie. Dinner was tasty and I was happy about having been able to be an active help. Proceeded to not make unhelpful comparisons about the texture of raw chicken to Teshipants as he was dicing it; one can imagine what I might have said. (I am horrible, horrible, horrible.)
Glee was good; I usually find Glee good. I'm not specifically fannish about it: it's solid entertainment and I'm along for the ride they're taking me on. I was moved to flaily squee by Kurt's father's lecture. Finn got TOLD, man. TOLD. TOLD SO HARD TOLD. TOLD TOLD TOLD. So very satisfied with that.
Also I'm getting a Thing (not a ship or a kink or anything, but an enjoyment) about the football players who were hassling Kurt. The actors look like they're enjoying the role.
Apparently I go glitching-Alpha and claustrophobic when I have bad computer problems on my own machine, and it's simultaneously an incredible comfort to have someone competent and I-trust-them-similar-to-an-extension-of-m
So yeah, we got the machine set up in the office, Ryan took a look at the CMOS settings, he found a program to locate the key, I copied the key down, then we tried installing the external CD drive to run a diagnostics disc. There were hijinks finding the driver, and then it wasn't giving us the diagnostics when running the thing from the CD, so we decided, ok, let's boot up on it. So Ryan's in the CMOS again. (I said I wanted fresh eyes.) So I'm nervously tidying up and he's fucking with it, and then we get "g System Missing", and press any key to restart. Any Key gives us the same damn error. Restarting, no soap.
We decided that Mr. Hard Drive may be done for the night. >_<
So I'm headed over there tomorrow; they leave for AF on Thursday.
I have a copy of my key now. One on stickytab, one on a stickytab with *them*, one in my paper journal, one in the private version of this week's cumulative entry. (I do three of them: one public, one locked, one private. The other two don't have half so much stuff.)
1:27 AM 5/26/2010
*googles* Well huh. http://www.cybertechhelp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=80336 Yep, sure did have a USB stick in the port there, and indeed Ryan was fucking around with the boot order; looks like if we yank that out, everything should work as badly as before. *headdesk* Heh.
1:41 AM 5/26/2010
So fairlight said something on Twitter that made me realize that perhaps I've been bitching about computer problems but haven't necessarily gone into detail.
I started this adventure with (technically) four computers:
The ultra-portable, 10-year-old netbook whose name I have temporarily misplaced, which runs Notepad just fine on Windows 98, but isn't automatically set up for wireless and has Weird Other Things.
The '09 Asus 900HD EeePC Disaster Area, running Windows XP (key on case), which had its hard drive and RAM fail in late January/early February.
The '04 Dell Inspiron 1000 Thalia, running Windows XP (key on case), which has seen better days, can't run YouTube, has to be rebooted daily to keep speed, and is currently my primary computer.
The '07/'08-ish frankenbox Madman, running Windows XP (key written carefully on discs; entire plastic baggie of discs and manuals lost in move), started behaving erratically in fall '09.
The first sign was when JD offered to share data with me, and we ran up against a full hard drive. This was news to me, and I discovered that my partition was missing. I was Miffed.
Then I started getting random slowdowns, where it would take me over twenty minutes to move the mouse across the screen. I was Miffed. Rebooting would sometimes help; sometimes only letting the computer sit for a while would help. I started using the netbook pretty much all the time. Then the desktop started unbooting on me -- just stone cold restarting in the middle of something. Losing settings in the CMOS, but not enough of them that I would think that it was the battery. Then there were reboots in the middle of startup, and safemoding, and I thought replacing the fans would help, but no -- and I sprayed out for dust, no -- and then somewhere along the line, I was going to burn a rescue disc and try and boot from it, see if that helped -- but then I discovered that the DVD drive wasn't working. Then there were issues with the speakers, and the audio came out gritty on songs that were not supposed to be gritty, not at all. And the odds against two songs having the same-sounding flaw in the audio are somewhat low. Scandisk, or whatever its successor was, wasn't helpful. But the settings shows the full 750gig, at least! And ... and argh.
One of the first things that one would do, of course, is consider reinstalling. With the discs. And the key. Neither of which were on hand; the drivers for the video card and all, also not on hand. >_<
I am enough of a tech that I got far enough to figure out that I want someone better than me, and with better diagnostic tools than I have, to look at it, and there things are. And I'm finally getting off my ass about it, now that I've got a little in the budget from the dogsitting.
I thought I could hack it until I get a real job, on Thalia, but working on a slow machine for anything requiring more than one window is like working before my brain's fully spun up, and it's driving me slowly mad.
2:21 AM 5/26/2010
Congratulations to Mrs. and Mrs. Rah and Sarah, as of yesterday! :D :D :D :D <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
They were married in a small civil ceremony with a few friends, and their Proper Big White Wedding will follow in ... um ... a while. There are *wavyhands* links around, from people who were actually there. *flappyhandsqueeeeeeeee*