For a coms class I'm retaking, we have to give a self-introductory speech. Not too bad, but it hardly gets easier the second time around. I was feeling sick this morning and I had to stand in front of a bunch of freshman and explain my major to them. Sigh.
I guess I should give myself brownie points; I didn't cry in front of the class like that one girl....
Stories From Spaceships
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Follow Up
So my last post was about me whining about my laptop. It's still hard as fuck to type, and the bottom of the keyboard has a sheet of clear plastic covering the bottom of the keys, so I cant just clean it out so easily. I'm thinking about just going on to ebay and buying a new one for about $10-$15 from the manufacturer sites. They haven't let me down, so far, why start now, right?
I promise I'll have more not-lame stuff to say in the future
I promise I'll have more not-lame stuff to say in the future
Thursday, September 9, 2010
I'm Still Alive Somehow...
Well, that sucked.
About this time last night, tragedy struck: I spilled Gatorade all over my laptop. Holy fuck. Not only did it not turn on, all of my work was unsaved, and I had no backup. Holy fuck. Not only did I apparently kill my laptop and lose all of my work, the super-awesome expensive warranty that was advertised to me to be a-fucking-mazing and cover every possible thing on earth --- *deep breath*--- doesn't cover accidental spills. Holy fuck.
Sucks, right? Well, after a fellow computer-nerd of a friend and my own voiced our opinions, we did the smart thing and decided to open 'er up and blow dry the fuck out of it. This was a good idea compared to one where I was advised to soak it in distilled water and let it dry (which is perfectly logical, just kinda risky)
To my incredibly great surprise and relief, I am now typing to you from my zombie laptop. Functions fine.
The keys are really hard to push down though.
Fair trade.
About this time last night, tragedy struck: I spilled Gatorade all over my laptop. Holy fuck. Not only did it not turn on, all of my work was unsaved, and I had no backup. Holy fuck. Not only did I apparently kill my laptop and lose all of my work, the super-awesome expensive warranty that was advertised to me to be a-fucking-mazing and cover every possible thing on earth --- *deep breath*--- doesn't cover accidental spills. Holy fuck.
Sucks, right? Well, after a fellow computer-nerd of a friend and my own voiced our opinions, we did the smart thing and decided to open 'er up and blow dry the fuck out of it. This was a good idea compared to one where I was advised to soak it in distilled water and let it dry (which is perfectly logical, just kinda risky)
To my incredibly great surprise and relief, I am now typing to you from my zombie laptop. Functions fine.
The keys are really hard to push down though.
Fair trade.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Well, there goes my bloggin cherry
I remember back in 2006 when blogging was the big thing on the internet. Kinda funny now that you think about it, as MySpace is all but extinct in the shadow of the titanic Facebook. I'm guilty of being addicted to Facebook as you probably are, same thing goes for MySpace way back when.
Recently, I've been trying to dig a nice niche into Tumblr, not to much avail. Not enough effort on my part I guess. Why it took me this long to get to Blogger, I don't know. Why it took my this long to get into blogging period, I still don't know.
My bloggin cherry has been popped.
Recently, I've been trying to dig a nice niche into Tumblr, not to much avail. Not enough effort on my part I guess. Why it took me this long to get to Blogger, I don't know. Why it took my this long to get into blogging period, I still don't know.
My bloggin cherry has been popped.
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