I hate my life # 8347
Aug. 7th, 2009 09:52 amSo my desktop is completely dead.
Well, by "completely dead" I mean it won't start up.
And by "won't start up" I mean it gets to the "now loading personal settings" screen, then freezes. Or if it's in a really good mood, it'll load windows, then freeze, but it hasn't gotten that far in a few days.
Several people have told me there are ways to recover my files and move them over to my laptop, so I'm optimistic about that, but I don't know how to do that myself, and I don't know how much it'll cost to pay someone to do it. So I don't know. But I really really don't want to lose all my doll pictures, or the 3,000 songs I've collected over the past ten years.
And I don't have my programs, so no photoshop to edit dollie pics, and no front page to make story pages with. .-_-
I seriously hate my life.
Well, I was able to download a version of photoshop, but it's only a 30-day trial. And I think I still have my old disk for front page, but fuck if I know where it is. I'll have to see if I can find it. If not.. I don't know. I'll learn to html by hand or something.
But wait! It gets better!
As of last night, I no longer have internet in my room. Something's fucked up, YET AGAIN! Yey! So now I can't even get on on my laptop at home.
Huzzah for Starbucks!
And if I weren't already in a bad enough mood, somebody decided to start doing laundry at SEVEN-FUCKING-THIRTY IN THE MORNING. That's early even for a normal person, but for someone who goes to bed at 4am? FUCK YOU.
It is important to realize the only thing separating my room from the laundry room is a piece of wood about 3cm thick.
But, you know, god forbid anyone have any consideration for anyone else in that fucking house.
..... Aha. And now a couple of shitheads just brought a bunch of noisy kids. Into Starbucks. Fabulous.
Somebody kill me.
Please.
Well, by "completely dead" I mean it won't start up.
And by "won't start up" I mean it gets to the "now loading personal settings" screen, then freezes. Or if it's in a really good mood, it'll load windows, then freeze, but it hasn't gotten that far in a few days.
Several people have told me there are ways to recover my files and move them over to my laptop, so I'm optimistic about that, but I don't know how to do that myself, and I don't know how much it'll cost to pay someone to do it. So I don't know. But I really really don't want to lose all my doll pictures, or the 3,000 songs I've collected over the past ten years.
And I don't have my programs, so no photoshop to edit dollie pics, and no front page to make story pages with. .-_-
I seriously hate my life.
Well, I was able to download a version of photoshop, but it's only a 30-day trial. And I think I still have my old disk for front page, but fuck if I know where it is. I'll have to see if I can find it. If not.. I don't know. I'll learn to html by hand or something.
But wait! It gets better!
As of last night, I no longer have internet in my room. Something's fucked up, YET AGAIN! Yey! So now I can't even get on on my laptop at home.
Huzzah for Starbucks!
And if I weren't already in a bad enough mood, somebody decided to start doing laundry at SEVEN-FUCKING-THIRTY IN THE MORNING. That's early even for a normal person, but for someone who goes to bed at 4am? FUCK YOU.
It is important to realize the only thing separating my room from the laundry room is a piece of wood about 3cm thick.
But, you know, god forbid anyone have any consideration for anyone else in that fucking house.
..... Aha. And now a couple of shitheads just brought a bunch of noisy kids. Into Starbucks. Fabulous.
Somebody kill me.
Please.