daines'n around

Oh, I had written a bunch last week about the frustrations of being without a computer and what not. It all seems superfluous now that I have fixed everything up right. Let's give it a quick run down of what happened.

Ordered more ram, a 500gb hard drive and a new video card to make my one-or-two-year-from-an-obsolete-CPU-configuration go a little farther. I do still need to save money for grad school.

Upon insertion of the new RAM and Hard drive, things worked great I backed up all of my media on the new hard drive.

The new video card arrived and upon insertion a small whirring noise came from the power supply. The computer did not respond and would not turn on. The power supply malfunctioned, and upon malfunctioning, it terrorized my mother board and hard drives.

Ordered a new motherboard and computer case, as well as some shiny UV lights to put in the case.
Purchased another hard drive to install a fresh version of windows since my old drive would not respond to the motherboard, and the newer drive could nto be overwritten without deleting my media backup.

Everything fit, it turned on, installed windows and lots of other programs. Now my monitor began to whine, in a sort of high-pitched dog-whistle you can only hear when the room it really quiet kind of whines. Every ten minutes the computer would hiccup to a blue screen and restart. Programs that were RAM intensive could not function well. My usb drives become pointless to try and pull data off of because my computer read that everything on the drives was corrupt.

After several crash reports to Microsoft, a message finally returned with "you may have bad RAM, check out this RAM utility, boot with it and see what it says."

The ram analyzer showed that my older sticks of ram had drastic failures. I removed them and ran the test using only my new RAM. Success.

The moral of the story is, don't buy new hard drives, you might end up a with a terabyte of on board drive space like I now have.

Then, on Saturday soemthing strange happened. It got cold, in September. The temperatures dipped below 40 degrees and a storm blew in. It hailed and rained all Friday. Saturday morning I woke up to

snow in September!

It is going to be a cold cold winter, I'd better buy a winter jacket, so people tell me.

I've been trying to make friends. It isn't so easy for me to approach someone I've never met and find common ground. As a journalist I have no problem doing it. I have a reason to know about that person: to tell their story to people who need to hear it.

I'm often too honest with people. They aren't usually comfortable with it. Then there are the few people who are strangely attracted to it. Like lemmings pushing one another off a cliff in some sort of ritualistic bearing of souls, my life history is summed up in several sarcastic sentences about school, relationships, faith and some mock attempt at a future full of hope and aspiration.

I see people who have settled. I see people who have one, two college degrees who have settled into a job that pays for their rent and gym membership nicely. They don't seem to know what they want to do with themselves. They aren't older than me, but they act it. They settled into something and wonder if it was what they were supposed to settle into.

That's the question. Is this for me?

Well crap. What is? Am I supposed to tell myself this? No guidance counselor ever tells you that when you finish college, you'll be on your own. I was lucky enough to have been totally unattended to by career counselors at my university. I picked out all of my classes, arranged all of my work schedules and was driven by my ultimate desire to one day be a journalist.

I'm a copy editor, that's one step closer to my ultimate goal. There's more to do.

I took a few photos at a Recent church broomhockey activity.