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aruanThanks to everyone who sympathized, sent along links and tech advice, or simply learned something from my ordeal, whether that was the virtue of backing up, what really happens when you upgrade your OS, or not to give up after one incompetent person tells you there's nothing to be done.
To sum up:
Life:
- Aced Ethics test even amid significant inner turmoil of omgmycomputer*sob*.
- And then I got a smoothie for the walk home, spent another almost three hours on the phone with the first competent person out of eight, and got most things sorted out.
- Somewhere in there,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
silentfire arrived bearing birthday gifts and a bottle of Hypnotiq, because she understands, yo. Mmm.
- There were 2-for-1 margaritas and the choicest quesadilla (Primo Chicken Club) at Don Pablo's for Roommate Night.
- Spent drive home swooning about all the ways Prof. McKeen is an absolute dreamboat, mostly for Staci's reactions which were truly priceless.
- Shopping at Target while pleasantly tipsy is even more fun than regularly. Also, our new hailing signal is Ferdinand Magellan, making us possibly the dorkiest dorks to ever dork.
- Ivan is becoming something of a deeply morbid joke. It's on, what, its third life now? Madness.
Fandom:
- Dom was fab on Lost, and Smallville will be caught on reruns this Sunday. I forget that when the show isn't busy sucking, it's either the slashiest thing in primetime or cracked out enough for the entertainment factor to last clear into its newest installment next week.
- The Mountain is an hour of my life I'll never get back. In my defense, the only reason I even bothered was the show is set almost entirely in a ski lodge community on a mountain, which is pretty much my dream life that's not a studio apartment in lower Manhattan.
- Depending on which tabloid you're listening to, Justin is either pleading with his momma to cut some slack on the umbilical cord so he can marry Cameron or that they've been on opposite sides of the US for over two weeks during which time he was spotted snogging a brunette at an LA club. *shrug*
- Usher needs to stick to dance music and stop making my hackles raise with his ballads. On a related note, I wish Macy Gray hadn't murdered Walk This Way.
- Clips are already surfacing from the eBay tapes. See how little it takes for me to [heart] technology again?
- JC's camp is making promises of a road journal. While I'm far from holding my breath about it, t'would be grand.
- Justin has a love scene in Edison? You know, it's looking more and more like there's nothing I won't love about this movie well before I see the finished product.
- The Harry Potter books have been translated into over 200 languages. Dude.
Windows XP:
- The new sound effects are cool.
- The interface is not. If I'd wanted a Mac, I would've bought one in the first place. The stability had better be worth the hassle's all I've got so far.
- The update wiped out the software for my touchpad, and now every little tap is being registered as a click. Not sure there's anything to be done, but something will have to be worked out.
Also, it's Friday, and there's just no bad there.
[ETA: Daniel Radcliffe can say "I'm sorry I can't be there with you, but I'm about to fight a dragon" and "fantastic" anytime. Preferably with that glorious shag of hair. Oh, I've long ago resigned myself to that corner of the Pervy Fanciers Special Hell.]
To sum up:
Life:
- Aced Ethics test even amid significant inner turmoil of omgmycomputer*sob*.
- And then I got a smoothie for the walk home, spent another almost three hours on the phone with the first competent person out of eight, and got most things sorted out.
- Somewhere in there,
silentfire arrived bearing birthday gifts and a bottle of Hypnotiq, because she understands, yo. Mmm.- There were 2-for-1 margaritas and the choicest quesadilla (Primo Chicken Club) at Don Pablo's for Roommate Night.
- Spent drive home swooning about all the ways Prof. McKeen is an absolute dreamboat, mostly for Staci's reactions which were truly priceless.
- Shopping at Target while pleasantly tipsy is even more fun than regularly. Also, our new hailing signal is Ferdinand Magellan, making us possibly the dorkiest dorks to ever dork.
- Ivan is becoming something of a deeply morbid joke. It's on, what, its third life now? Madness.
Fandom:
- Dom was fab on Lost, and Smallville will be caught on reruns this Sunday. I forget that when the show isn't busy sucking, it's either the slashiest thing in primetime or cracked out enough for the entertainment factor to last clear into its newest installment next week.
- The Mountain is an hour of my life I'll never get back. In my defense, the only reason I even bothered was the show is set almost entirely in a ski lodge community on a mountain, which is pretty much my dream life that's not a studio apartment in lower Manhattan.
- Depending on which tabloid you're listening to, Justin is either pleading with his momma to cut some slack on the umbilical cord so he can marry Cameron or that they've been on opposite sides of the US for over two weeks during which time he was spotted snogging a brunette at an LA club. *shrug*
- Usher needs to stick to dance music and stop making my hackles raise with his ballads. On a related note, I wish Macy Gray hadn't murdered Walk This Way.
- Clips are already surfacing from the eBay tapes. See how little it takes for me to [heart] technology again?
- JC's camp is making promises of a road journal. While I'm far from holding my breath about it, t'would be grand.
- Justin has a love scene in Edison? You know, it's looking more and more like there's nothing I won't love about this movie well before I see the finished product.
- The Harry Potter books have been translated into over 200 languages. Dude.
Windows XP:
- The new sound effects are cool.
- The interface is not. If I'd wanted a Mac, I would've bought one in the first place. The stability had better be worth the hassle's all I've got so far.
- The update wiped out the software for my touchpad, and now every little tap is being registered as a click. Not sure there's anything to be done, but something will have to be worked out.
Also, it's Friday, and there's just no bad there.
[ETA: Daniel Radcliffe can say "I'm sorry I can't be there with you, but I'm about to fight a dragon" and "fantastic" anytime. Preferably with that glorious shag of hair. Oh, I've long ago resigned myself to that corner of the Pervy Fanciers Special Hell.]
