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It took this long, but I’ve brought my computer back from the (basically) dead. Malware got into it and things weren’t working like they should have—and some of it was in the boot sector. The only cure for that is to nuke the system from orbit and restore.
The system’s been getting its updates every few hours or so; between the updates and restarting, I’ve been busy reinstalling critical software such as OmmWriter (good for getting out of the muck and mire) and Scrivener (ESSENTIAL, seeing as my entire work was written there). Though most of my data resides on an unholy number of DVD-Rs (thirty five), the data that I needed right now was backed up safely into Dropbox.
…it’s hot. Stupid hot. It’s too soon for it to be past 80°F. I haven’t had the time to adjust to the heat yet. Right now, being conscious is a problem.
“But wait a second, Rai!” you shout. “Why don’t you turn on the A/C?”
I’LL TELL YOU WHY: because the air conditioner seems to need cleaning. I turned it on last night, and was greeted with a delicious blast of cold air smelling faintly of new car. (No, I don’t know why it smelled like new car.) But this morning, when I turned it off, I noticed this…weird, inky black sludge on the vents, the filter, my bike, and the couch. Since there’s no way to tell how much of this stuff is in there (and because whatever it is, it stains surfaces LIKE WHOA), the A/C has to stay off until I can get it somewhere to be power-hosed off.
I think I’ll just put ice in a bag and throw it under my shirt until then.

EDIT THAT ISN'T REALLY RELEVANT TO A DAMNED THING: I'm seriously considering changing my handle to Cyggie Stardust or something…
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Date: 2012-03-14 01:37 am (UTC)To be honest I did consider changing my handle but I don't really have a better name at hand, plus it means no more easy 'Eat Me' jokes to be had. (When I met up with saltedpin and apothocles almost two weeks ago we had to make fun of the fact that I was on the menu and so cheap too. Though apparently I wasn't selling myself at a lower price than Jesus (yes we found Jesus on another menu) but sadly no one got to eat me. WOE UPON WOE!) Also since we're on the subject of eat me jokes:
I DON'T KNOW WHAT MAKES ME LAUGH HARDER, THE FACT THAT THIS IS SO WRONG OUT OF CONTEXT OR THE FACT THAT IT'S ISHIDA SAYING THAT IN HIS GIRLIEST MOE VOICE POSSIBLE (AND IT SOUNDS RIDICULOUSLY SIMILAR TO SOME OF HIS UKE ROLES).
LOL FISHEYE~!
Date: 2012-03-14 01:45 am (UTC)As I said, I'm only considering it--and besides the point, doing that costs money, and money's something that I don't got much of, and I need to save what little bit I have left to me right now for next week because—
*deep breath*
EVEN IF I HAVE TO SELL MY HAIR, I'M GOING TO THIS CONCERT.
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…actually scratch that, I bet my mom would rise from her grave and give me a good klunk upside the head if I did that
though she understands that epic concerts really are SERIOUS BUSINESS. Maybe I'll just sell a kidney.I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT THAT LINE CONSIDERING THAT'S ONE OF MY FAVORITE EPISODES AND ALL
Date: 2012-03-14 01:58 am (UTC)I would sell my hair when I'm done growing it long but my hair's too fine to be of any use, plus it's brown so it's not exactly in high demand. But I don't use any colorants on it and the only chemicals its had are those in shampoos and conditioners plus I haven't put it to a dryer in ages. Hmm...
My hair's practically a stir fry
Date: 2012-03-14 10:54 pm (UTC)