I hate bloody computers, can't live with them, can't blow them up! The Dell is in its death throes and keyboard lights are flashing and the mouse is frozen. Unlike the little varmints that have moved in subsequent to our mass poisoning of roof rats a few weeks ago and we suspect that there's been some cable chewing due to Adam's inability to play online games in his bedroom (which is a good thing because he won't surface if he's embroiled in a Tom Clancy face off).
No amount of plug twiddling, rebooting or swearing is going to make the old girl function so she's been turned off for the night. If a good kip doesn't sort her out in the morning, I'm off to buy a new hard drive.
So I'm relegated to the iMac which is old, slow and the keyboard sticks and when I'm talking to people I sound like I'm broadcasting from an empty baked bean can. We forget how we take technology such as PC's so lightly. I really need a new flash megaterrabytical one so that I can have Youtube, Wiki and all my other applications open at once instead of bunny hopping between the two hoping that one will work better than the other. My PC at work is spiffy. I mean State of the Art and we have ADSL2 which is speedy and responsive. This is little consolation given that I've decided to take tomorrow off to do some much needed maintenance and get my passport application sorted . . I need a functioning PC!
At home, it's log in, get a cuppa tea or do a wee and if you're lucky, the Windows will have loaded and be ready to use by the time I've finished but only after telling me that your telcab library (whatever that is) won't work and I haven't optimised for the past 170 days when in fact I did it just yesterday . . .I swear!
Then there's Skype which has this wonderful way of just having a nano sleep every 20 minutes so that whoever you're talking to online has to twiddle their thumbs while I wait for it to reactivate. Time for more tea and wee. Thank goodness Grannymar and my other Skypeypals know I'm not being rude when I refuse to answer for 10 minutes while Skype appears to buzz off for a cuppa as well!
All I want, is a fast internet and a keyboard that doesn't stick. Although it gives me an excuse for poor spelling and typos! For an addict like me, it's enough to drive me to television! Aaaaaggggghhhhrrr . . .now I can't even add a bloody pic!
Ooh! Ooh! Speaking of which there's something on about how to buy knickers that make you look five kilos smaller . . .CYA!