Why am I not surprised...
Nov. 8th, 2009 11:40 pmBefore I could even check my email to see if I got a dreamwidth code (via Pooklet, thankyouthankyouthankyou!) my dad's computer decided it was finally time to shit on me. Awesome.
I've been expecting this since we took the trip to Bradenton and it went all "BLUESCREENOFDEAAATH" on me before we even left the city. Fffuuu.
I couldn't figure out how to get into safemode at first, but it did it for me by itself.
Thank GOD.
I love safemode with networking but the resolution is wicked low. >.>
And I have to use IE. Argh.
Anyway, now that it is up and sort of running, I'm going to nab all my downloads and sims and stick them on the external harddrive before anything else happens.
And hopefully uninstalling Sims will take away whatever the problem is, because I'm pretty sure Mr.Vezina doesn't need or want another one of our computers to work on while he's still working out his problems with Mrs.V.
Speaking of hair, hopefully Kristen and I will be able to remember what exactly went down a few years ago when she dyed my hair deeeeeeeeeeep chocolate brown and added deep red highlights. (Or are they low lights?) Anyway, all I remeber is the two dyes, both demipermenant, and one conditioner. Hm.. I need to jog her memory since she's apperantly got the baby stupids.
Aw, Luna. She's so sweet right now. She was being all cuddly and cute and kneeding my leg (or clawing, same difference) and now she's sleeping in my desk chair while I beat the shit out this laptop.