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07 October 2008 @ 06:56 pm

Hopefully not TOO hardcore angst... I'd hate to bore you any more than is strictly necessary. :P

WHO IS THAT SEXY MAN IN MY ICON??  *waves flirtatiously at Mikami*

baronanriel: DX

Er, /gratuitous fangirling...

They did lie to me.  THREE TIMES.

Lie 1: Yesterday, the guy told me he'd call me with an estimate "by the end of the day."  I had my phone on all night.  Nada.

Lie 2: When I swung by in the morning, the sign said "Open," as did their hours, but the door was locked.  I knocked a few times and stood there a while, but no one showed up.  The BASTARDS.

Lie 3: When the guy told me it was going to put me back four hundred bucks at the least, he said he'd put my computer back together, and I could think about it.  He said, and again I quote, "You can come back later and get it."  I said, and again I quote, "Can I come back about five?", and he said, and AGAIN I quote, "Sure."  So, when I saunter in at five, he's not there, and the lady who looks for my machine.  She can't find it, so she says, "He should probably be back in five or ten minutes if you want to wait," and offers me a seat.  I don't take it.  A minute or two later, she says, "I'll call him and see where he is."  Turns out he hasn't even reassembled the damn thing.



In happier news, I talked to my stepdad, and I'm just going to attempt to subsist sans computer for a few days, after which I'll go home and hook it up to my old desktop monitor.  I'll bring that back here to school with me, and in the meantime my stepdad, eBay Master Extraordinaire, will see if he can't find another computer of my model with (a) busted inner workings but a decent screen; or (b) everything in working order, cheaper than four hundred bucks and a more-than-suitable replacement.

So that should work out.  And my roommate will be squirming with joy, since I usually never leave my room but have lately been holed up here in the library at every opportunity.

So there's that.

Today I got back not one, but TWO papers.  Count 'em.  My seminar teacher gave me a B, which I think was a gyp.  She's probably just jealous that I have remotely semi-legible handwriting, which she LACKS.  I got an A- on the Shakespeare one, which was deserved, 'cause it was a good essay.  Damn right.

Not much else to report, that I remember.  I find it stupid and wrong that there isn't a word processing program to be found on these library computers.  Not only does that doom my French essay, it bodes very ill for my brigits_flame piece this week.  Then again, I can always... um... write it within an email...

Which is what I've been doing for fanfiction, since typing it up makes me feel secure.  I was at it for literally three hours yesterday, what with all the crap I had accumulated from the weekend.  And there's more today!  Hoorah!

I swear I had other things to talk about.  I guess they weren't very important...

My Shakespeare midterm got moved back, which is good?

I have a bit of a headache, probably from all the computer trauma/traipsing around in full sunlight trying to deal with said computer trauma.

This undulating-pixel-y screen probably isn't helping.  I really ought to pick a different one...

OH I remember the other thing.  No, you're not free yet.

Yes, my computer is my baby... is that... weird?

Anyway... I was realizing this yesterday when I was sitting, computerless, at my desk, reading The Taming of the Shrew and then gazing morosely at an empty page of binder paper, trying not to get progressively more pathetic.  It's not just the countless bites' worth of pictures.  It's not just that My Documents pretty much encapsulates my life, in stages, since the seventh grade.  It's not just my Bookmarks tab on Firefox or the L collage that is my desktop background.  It' s not just the thousand and one hundred songs on iTunes (including some truly wonderfully-awful music which, God DAMNIT, I hadn't been able to load to  my iPod before all this shit went down). All those things are tremendously important to me, of course.  But what might be the most important thing, or at least the one I miss the most, is having the world -- and, more importantly still, you guys -- quite literally at my fingertips.  Last night, I was lonely.  I felt isolated.  Shut out, and shut up.  And, y'know, people like me?  The kind who never have too little to say?  We don't take that well.

On the upside, I do my homework much more diligently when I'm down all those distractions...

Feeling: cynicalcynical
On the Radio: Three Days Grace - One-X
Marmmarmaladefever on October 8th, 2008 05:24 am (UTC)
I remember when my computer was being fixed over the summer. I did not like that. I still had the family desktop downstairs, but still, I did not like that. And I lost the majority of my pictures. And my Sims.

For a moment, I was starting to wonder if the computer repair shop you went to was legit. Sounded like they had taken your laptop and run. But I think that woman being there is positive sign. I also think that my imagination is running away with me.

No word processing? Not even notepad? What kind of computers are these?!
Vitamin Ctierfal on October 8th, 2008 08:35 pm (UTC)
My brother and I lost a ton of original Sims when my dad was moving houses a lot and kept manhandling our computer. They was sad days, they was... It's like losing little pixel-made friends. ;__;

I was a little concerned. They're remodeling, too, so it looks all sketchy. XD But I got my baby back, and she looks to be intact, so I guess no harm done? XD

Really, really, super-crappy ones. :P Paid for by Californians' tax dollars. XD
Marmmarmaladefever on October 8th, 2008 10:29 pm (UTC)
I was in the school library today. I wanted to search for a book, but the computer I went to was for printing only. That is, if you're on another computer and you go to print, you have to go to that computer to pay and then print.

I'd say it didn't have many extras.
Ngocorientalblossom on October 8th, 2008 10:26 am (UTC)
Yikes, I don't know where I'd be without my computer...I guess I'd live somewhat pathetically, somehow. And my iPod screwed up the other day, so I spent an entire Saturday writing up all the songs on my iPod, in case it crashed someday and I lost all the half-a-thousand or so (which is pretty meagre, considering how much music my friends have on *their* iPods, but still...) songs I've hoarded over the years. My dad formatted our computer a while ago, so I deleted my entire music collection from my computer...turns out I didn't need to, but by then, the recycle bin had already sent my lovelies into the black hole of rejected cyberspace crap. ^^

Vitamin Ctierfal on October 8th, 2008 08:37 pm (UTC)
I didn't think I'd survive, but I guess one does what one can. XD

I hate it when iPods get finicky. D: My original one burned itself out and died... But yeah, music is more important than people seem to realize until it's gone! XD And five hundred songs is plenty to have to write down!
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Vitamin Ctierfal on October 8th, 2008 08:40 pm (UTC)
Haha, I'm sure Mikami will take all the ladies he can get. And if we're good, he won't even murder us! 8D
Vitamin Ctierfal on October 8th, 2008 08:39 pm (UTC)

Yeah, I've got drafts of my first novel, though I've edited so much over the years that it's not too true to the original anymore. All the writing is on flash drives, for sure, becuase that, at the most basic level, is me, and to trust me entirely to a computer would be much too daring. XD

Exactly! It's like my little window to the world got the drapes pulled right over it. XD

*hugs back* ^^