My internet has a personality. I'm using my 6 year old Dell which is finally crumbling with the electronic version of Dementia and arthritic slowness. It's one of those lazy get up at 12, stretch and have a coffee, scratch the scrotum, pinch the bum, rearrange the underwear kind of connections. One that asks the little woman what's for breakfast and opens a beer before midday. One that refuses to be rushed and takes it's own jolly time. One that balks at asking for directions and would rather freeze than admit defeat. It's like a rabbit in headlights. It's definitely on a go slow, don't rush me - nag me and I'll just sit on the couch and pick my nose before I'll cooperate with you, pushy biatch!
Until about 4 in the afternoon, it doesn't want to cooperate. Which is very frustrating because I'm on leave and like to log in around lunchtime and catch up but it freezes, hangs as the geeks would say. Firefox sits down and has a nap and I get those "Not Responding" messages.
I've reinstalled Firefox, I've defragged and CC cleaned, Optimised and done all the things I'm supposed to do. Oddly enough I can browse all sites with no problem but it just hates Google. I try to open Reader . . nothink, I try to open Gmail, nothink . . I open Skype and a serious tiff ensues! I really need a new computer because this one has simply got too big for it's hard drive. "Open the pod doors Hal . . ." See, for some reason, it's behaving perfectly at 9:30 at night. Please Father Christmas, if you love me at all, forget the Red India rubber ball and buy me a new 'puter!
Clearly no news tonight . .