Current Mood:
Bored
The Sandman comic books introduced the idea of the library of unwritten books. Here is an excerpt from one of those books:
The old man’s eyes glistened with the promise of tears as he finished his story.
“A woman like that comes along but once in a lifetime. I would have given her anything she asked of me. In the end I did…I gave her her freedom.”
Current Mood:
Confused
You know what I hate?
People that press Cancel on the microwave early and don’t press it a second time to clear the display. What, do you think you’re being nice to the next person so can use that 14 seconds themselves?
Plus, when I walk by clocks I generally note the time. 0:14 is not the time.
Is it really so tough to press Cancel one more time?
Current Mood: Confused
Yesterday I upgraded my CPU and added more RAM to my computer. Today I tried to stream some video from my computer to my XBox360 using media sharing and it just wouldn’t see the computer.
Windows Media Player’s Sharing settings could see the XBox360 just fine. I reset my router, turned off media sharing and turned it back on, I rebooted…nothing seemed to work.
Turns out that even though I didn’t make enough changes to the computer’s config to require a re-registration of Windows, Windows’ DRM settings didn’t like it. I found the fix here (search for DRM).
Stupid.
Current Mood:
Cool
Trying to figure out the meaning of life is like an ant trying to comprehend human nature as the foot comes down. — Jim Allison
Current Mood:
Sad
http://io9.com/5283524/a-funeral-for-a-time-lord
Let this be my official notice that when I die I want to be cremated and my ashes put into an urn-sized police box.
Allons-y!
Current Mood:
Surprised
Did you know I’ve lived (if you count the last time I lived in Abbotsford) next to an activity centre with a pool for over a year, and never went in once? Yeah.
So in an attempt to better myself, confidence-wise regarding swimming (which I suck at), and getting in better shape, off I go tonight! I’ll try to do this after work on my free nights, since I have nothing better to do.
Current Mood:
Playful
Dear work,
You make so many demands on my time. You are sometimes long and hard, and you exhaust me. Some days I just don’t even want to get out of bed because of you.
Still, without you my kids wouldn’t be able to live. My life would really kind of suck. I’m better off with you than without you.
Also, I’m using work as a metaphor for my penis.
Sincerely, Jim
Current Mood:
Borg-like
My original power supply had a 4-pin square connector, like this, that fit into a 4-pin receptor on the motherboard. Apparently it’s called an ATX-12V connector:
My new power supply didn’t have one of those, so when I tried to power on the computer it didn’t POST. No video at all.
I thought that my motherboard was too old, so went searching around for an adapter. The 2 computer stores I went to were both confused that my brand-new power supply didn’t have one of those. Uh-oh, I thought…have I missed something?
Yep. There was an 8-pin connector coming right off the PSU and I wondered what it was for (thought it was for newer boards) and it looked like this:
Except mine could be split into two 4-pin connectors, one of which fit nicely into the ATX-12V port on my motherboard. I’m up and running!
Next up: the new video card!
Current Mood:
Angry
Last night’s dream was the emotional equivalent of kicking a man while he’s down — no, not enough — kicking him in the nuts while he’s down.
So screw you, subconscious, and the Id you rode in on!
