listersgirl: (armageddon)
This is an interesting article on technologies/tools that the author thinks will go the way of the fax machine. The one that jumped out to me was his belief in the death of email (which he also wrote about in another article, linked from that one). My instinctive reaction was a hearty "pshaw!", but then I thought about the fact that because of things like Facebook, there are people I might want to invite to things, whose emails I don't even have. On the other hand, from my experience IM use seems to be dying out, although maybe it's just that no-one wants to talk to me. :)

I'm slightly petrified of falling behind the curve on things like this, but it feels like things change so fast! I am old and can't keep up.
listersgirl: (fuck it dude)
I REALLY HATE COMPUTERS.

So, my DVD drive hasn't worked in ages, since they had to send me a new thingy that I've forgotten the name of. Which meant that I couldn't use it (the DVD drive) for back-up, like I'd been doing before. Because of that, and because I was running out of room on my hard drive, I bought an external hard drive. Great, fine, I backed everything up, everything was good.

Now I decide that I really need to get the DVD drive fixed, so in preparation for taking the laptop in, I go to back everything up on the external, and...it doesn't register on my computer at all. It's not the USB port, because other thing work there, so maybe it's the cord? I don't know. All I know is that I was berating myself for putting things off (like getting the DVD drive fixed) and now I know why - because something goes wrong every time I try to do anything around electronics. So frustrating!

Argh.

I'm going to bed.
listersgirl: (nose overflowing with awesome)
It seems HIGHLY UNFAIR that the picture on my DVD player just..disappears on the very day when I'm home from work with a cold.

Bugger.
listersgirl: (break's over)
Now is the time when I get really tense while watching SYTYCD, because I start having Opinions, and I do not trust other people to agree with me. More blathering )

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On a completely different note, I'm trying once again to not spend hours and hours every night on the computer. Tonight I didn't turn it on until 7:30! Go me. Because seriously, it's not like I *do* anything for all those hours on the computer. And I think it's diminishing my ability to focus on anything. (Of course, I'm *still* on the computer, as you can see. Turning it off again is the next challenge.) Also, I randomly decided to walk partway home in the 33 degree heat. I don't *think* I've lost my mind. But maybe it'll tire me out enough that I'll actually sleep tonight.

Right! I have to get dressed and go buy cereal, otherwise I will have no breakfast and be very, very sad. (Pretend you can see me mock pouting.)
listersgirl: (actual reality)
Sometimes I google myself (as we all do). The interesting thing is that normally I don't find any record of me, just lots of track and field results, pages relating to a child actor with my name, and (far down the list) a porn star with my name.

But this time when I googled myself I got completely different results. Lots of myspace and personal websites (for various different people with my name), many occurences of AustinMe, and, oddly enough, one email that I posted to a listserv while I was working as a law librarian the summer between my first and second years in grad school (I've never come across that email before, which is bizarre). It feels representitive of the changing face of the internet -- before all the listings for my name were references to a person, and now it's the person themselves posting things.

You still can't successfully stalk me through google, though.
listersgirl: (Default)
Question for you all: if someone wanted to create a slideshow of photos on a Mac (but not through the internet), preferably with the ability to set the length of time that each photo would stay up, what program would you use? What if it were a PC?

I...feel like this is totally obvious, and I'm just missing it completely.
listersgirl: (gay cowboys)
I could have sworn I posted yesterday with the computer update (which I know you are all DYING to hear...heh). But, nothing. Ooo, phantom LJ posts! Creeeepy!

...sorry, wrong season.

This morning I had an email from someone saying (among other things) she missed my LJ posts (and my tea reminders, amazingly enough). I FEEL TOTALLY LOVED. Therefore I am going to attempt to update more regularly. Which means I will have to leave the house more often in order to have something to say. Oh the pain.

Anyway, computer update! It's all good. Isn't that exciting? There was a second disk I needed to install, with drivers and settings and the like, which fixed any number of problems including the display, and then thanks to the amazing magical wizardry of [livejournal.com profile] sanity_clause, I have all my files back. Seriously. I am still amazed - I had totally found a place of zen about losing everything since June and then! He somehow dragged them all off the dead hard drive! s_c, there is a prize for you coming at some point when I have enough time to actually get it.

Here are my ruminations about safety for the day. Car alarms and fire alarms have both kind of hit that point where people don't pay all that much attention to them, except to be annoyed about the noise. I personally think car alarms are ridiculous, unless the owner of the car is within hearing range and is willing to go sprinting out to the car to deal with whatever is happening. Otherwise? People assume that either a) someone walked too close to the car (and oh, this is why car alarms should not be allowed in cities, because if your car is parked beside the sidewalk, someone is going to walk too close to it!), or b) someone (aka the driver) accidentally set the alarm off and can't figure out how to shut it up. Which is what I assumed on Friday when I passed a car with the alarm going off and someone sitting inside. It didn't even OCCUR to me until three blocks later that there might be some other reason, because car alarms go off all the damn time, for no good point.

Fire alarms are kind of the same way. At work, we assume it's a fire drill. And it always has been. At home, only once out of all the times the fire alarm has gone off in any of my apartment buildings has it been an actual fire. Last night the fire alarm went off, and half the people I saw just looked out their doors, and then went back to what they were doing. Of course, we couldn't smell any smoke. Personally, I went for coffee. I figure if it is a real fire, it's going to burn down whether I'm there or not. But no-one ever rushes anymore. No-one ever panics (which is probably a good thing). Everyone takes the time to put on shoes and coats and scarves (which is also a good thing, because it was crazy cold last night).

I was going to end this with a carefully thought-out and detailed moral, but then realized that it's really just the boy who cried wolf as applied to inanimate objects. All the good morals are taken, yo.

Question: if I have a funky t-shirt that I totally love but it's too small now (like all my funky t-shirts), how lame is it of me to buy the exact same one again in a larger size?

Finally, [livejournal.com profile] mystery_diva's birthday brunch this weekend reminded me of how awesome brunch is and how it's really one of my all-favourite socializing venues. Something about the combination of breakfast foods, being early in the day so no-one is cranky or exhausted from work, a recognition of the weekend, good venues for talking, no clean-up after. Whatever it is, it totally works.
listersgirl: (what a day)
Oh look, I'm going to rant about computers again! Lucky you.

My new harddrive arrived yesterday, and I managed to install it with no problems. And then I had to install Windows. Which took forever, but finally did install. Except. All sorts of little things are weird. Most importantly, my screen resolution is wack, and I only have two options, neither of which fit a wide screen laptop. If anyone has a widescreen laptop (mine is a Compaq), what is your resolution set to? Because I think it would help if I could say, hey, where's this option. Also, scrolling of any sort is totally jumpy. And I don't have any options for standby or hibernate. It feels like there's piles of stuff missing from the programs menu, too, and I'm not talking about things that I downloaded. Just...stuff. Like the program that allows me to burn DVDs, which was there when I bought the computer.

Basically everything is weird and wrong, which is very irritating. I would be happy, though, if I could at least get the screen resolution fixed, so that everything would stop being oddly stretched.


Don't worry, I'm not asking for advice or help here - I am planning on spending another exciting Friday night on the phone with the support centre, seeing if they can do anything at all for me. But I really just needed to vent. Someone once said to me that they thought no-one should be allowed to own a computer if they couldn't fix it themselves, and I'm really starting to feel like I should just chuck mine and live without it, because it's just so much effort sometimes, especially considering I don't use it for anything complicated. Yargh.
listersgirl: (bitch please)
Okay, for real. What did I do?

My computer is dead. I spent Friday night with a bottle of wine and the Compaq tech support guy on the other end of the phone, attempting to get my computer to load up Windows. But no luck. Luckily I'm still on warranty, so they're sending me a new hard drive. I still don't know why this happened.

The ironic thing is that last weekend I attempted to back up all my files to DVD, but the DVD part of my burner/drive wasn't working. I was going to call them this weekend anyway. Instead, the whole thing is dead and I have potentially lost everything (although I'm going to take it somewhere after work today and see if my information can be magically retrieved).

On the plus side, I read A LOT this weekend.
listersgirl: (armageddon)
The power went out while I was in the shower this morning. For just a moment, it was pitch black - no light from outside, no light from the building across the way. I started wondering how well I would do at getting ready for work without even ambient light. Probably not well, considering my skill at running into a table in daylight with the overhead lights on.

The exciting part, though, was that I was actually up when the power went out this time -- usually it goes out around 5:30, resetting my alarm clock, and always on mornings when I forgot to set my backup alarm. But not this morning! Not only was I already awake, but the backup alarm was good to go. Take that, electricity gods.

Of course, then I found out that it was a power blip across all of southern Ontario, and caused all sorts of traffic problems because the lights didn't restart properly, and blah blah blah disastercakes. So it wasn't that I had outsmarted the electricity gods, just that for once they weren't targeting me.
listersgirl: (supernatural forces)
Not having internet access at home is interesting. I have to write myself little notes about things I need to do on the computer at work the next day (instead of doing it right then or emailing myself reminders), which I invariably forget about until I'm leaving work again. And I have so much work that I don't really have time for regular internet abuse. So it's like jumping back 5 years. Yesterday I took the Yellow Pages off the top of the bookshelf! I don't think I've used them since I moved in. And now, when I'm home alone, I don't automatically know what everyone else is doing. Eerie.

I have learned the important lesson, though, that no internet means I will go to bed earlier. That's one to remember. Heh. Oh, and also that I will go stir crazy after a couple of days of not talking to anyone, even virtually, and will actually make plans. Shocking, I know.

Oy.

Jan. 22nd, 2007 11:37 am
listersgirl: (do we care)
This weekend totally had it in for me.

First, my wireless stopped working, so I had to sit on the floor in front of the cable modem in order to use the computer (my cable is very short).

Then I had no loonies for laundry, which meant I had to go buy ice cream in order to get change.

The freezer wasn't working properly, so I had to eat all the ice cream.

Saturday, some sort of magical force clearly invaded my apartment and made me read all day, instead of cleaning.

I had my ass handed to me on a platter at Mah Jongg.

Then I couldn't access the internet even if I skipped the wireless all together.

I underdressed and had seriously frozen legs on Sunday when I went walking.

I missed The Robber Bride due to a combination of not remembering when it was on and not being able to check because: no internet, talking to my parents, the tape running out, and the antenna not working, at which point I'd already missed the first 45 minutes.

And then I forgot to tape Studio 60.

The moral of this story is that I think I need a minder. Anyone want to run my life for me?
listersgirl: (be like that)
Aaaaand it's the weekend, so therefore I must be having computer problems. This time my wireless doesn't seem to be working anymore - it's all good if I'm connected directly into the cable modem, but not when I'm connected throught the wireless, despite my wireless connection being all "you're good, you're great!"

I bet I screwed it up when I was trying to protect the connection. That would be so very me.

I'm totally giving up on technology. All y'all will come visit me in my cabin in the woods, right?
listersgirl: (stupid and clever)
You know what I hate? Computers!

That's not entirely true: what I hate is how everything with computers becomes so entirely complicated around me. I'm trying to secure my wireless network (yes, FINALLY. yes, I'm an idiot), and it's just not working at all. This is why I kept putting it off! I would look at "secure wireless" on my to-do list, and a shiver of dread would go through me, because I just KNEW it was going to be frustrating and complicated and not go right and make me cry. And look, prophecy come true! Right, back to ignoring it.

In the "good things" column, the beeping has gone away for good - it was back on Thursday night, so I called building management on Friday morning, about that and my non-draining bathtub. And I don't know if they did anything, or if they now think I'm crazy, but there is no more beeping. AND my bathtub drains again. Hooray!

Next up: convincing myself to get dressed and go buy groceries. Self, I realize it's snowing, but the groceries aren't just going to magically appear at your door. Don't you want food for breakfast tomorrow?

...wow, I'm really unconvincing.

Maybe I'll just convince myself to have a cup of tea and read a book instead. Something tells me I'll have better success at that.
listersgirl: (Default)
Has anyone found a session saver-type add-on for Firefox 2.0? I'm hoping I'm just blind in not being able to find one.
listersgirl: (be like that)
I think my DVD player has finally gone to the great electronics graveyard. And it chose the most dramatic way to do so -- right at the very end of a movie that I was totally enjoying (C.R.A.Z.Y.). Mean! I thought might be able to fix it (it's a five disc changer, so sometimes the discs shift around as it's spinning, but I've gotten very good at taking it apart and sorting everything out), but I googled the error message, and it would require taking it in to a repair shop, where they would probably charge me more than the cost of a new player.

I've had this DVD player almost exactly as long as I've had this journal! No, really - my third entry was all about my pathetic attempts to get it to work. I've been thinking about getting a new VCR anyway, so maybe I'll get some sort of combo. Of course, that would mean giving up my favourite lazy indulgence, being able to switch between 5 things without even having to get up.

ETA: And I thought I had tricked the evil electricity elves and could just watch the last bit of the DVD on my computer. But no, that would be too easy. FINE THEN. And why is it that suddenly I can't get any DVDs to play properly on my computer, even ones that played before? I HATE TECHNOLOGY.
listersgirl: (rufus)
Ages ago (like, last year), I decided to join the 21st century, so I poked and questioned and finally figured out this whole "downloading" thing that people keep talking about. And through the magic of torrents, I found the missing episode of Kitchen Confidential, the one with Michael Vartan that never aired. Except when I tried to play it, I only got sound and swirly things. No chefs. Sad!

All that keeping up with the times nearly killed me. I had failed, so I gave up. But then a random comment last week led me to realize that I could probably make things better. Woo! So I searched around and found that I needed a codec, and then found the codec that I needed, downloaded that, and la la la, picture!

And then I had to remind myself how to use uTorrent so that I could download Torchwood. Which took all night. But now I have tv on my computer. It's a little exciting.
listersgirl: (thrilling heroics)
The weather this morning

...wait, come back! If I promise to also have a controversial opinion in here somewhere, will you forgive the weather talk?

Okay.

The weather this morning was a little freaky, in a good way. When I left the house I could see this patch of dark, bright blue over downtown - seriously, it was shining and tremendously eye-catching, but it was not normal weather. And then when I got downtown, it was like there was a cap on the city. I couldn't even see the top half of the CN tower, and that was while standing practically right underneath. It was this bizarre combination of fog, rainclouds and sunshine. Gorgeous.

Last night I went to see Spamalot. I was a little bored, to be honest. It wasn't bad, but I checked my watch at least 4 times, and it wasn't even that long. Plus the female lead couldn't sing very well - it's always distracting to me when the song actually references belting or being loud, and the singer can't pull it off (see also: Uma Thurman in the Producers movie). Also, I'm so tired of pop culture (especially musicals, because I love them so), where women are completely sidelined to being sexpots and chorus girls in skimpy costumes. Although this was probably more noticeable to me since I just watched The Producers. The two shows are really cut in the same mode.

On the plus side, there were some funny bits, I enjoyed the complete over-the-topness of the production numbers and Broadway references, and the audience was clearly having such a good time - laughing at the tiniest reference to the movie, cheering when their favourite characters appeared. Also, and completely unrelated, teenage boys really all have the same floppy hair. Ha.

Update: in case anyone was losing sleep over my podcast confusion, I've settled on listening to them at work, and it's fine. I'm not totally concentrated, because I'm working, but then when have I ever been able to really concentrate on spoken audio without visuals? Never, that's when. So, yeah.
listersgirl: (sark)
At my "real" email address (aka the one with my real name) I've been getting a lot of mail that is clearly intended for people other than me -- people with my same name. I am so not unique *sob*. The first few I responded back to the person, letting them know that I was not the Rachel they were looking for, and they were all very thankful, but it's getting kind of boring. Especially because of the family in Texas, who originally included me in a group email, and now I'm getting random other emails from all the other people included in that email, included an evite to a barbeque, which I politely declined.

It's just-- I'd like to ignore them, but I know what a pain it is when someone doesn't answer an email and you don't know whether they're ignoring you or whether the email got lost in the ether somewhere.

Or maybe I could just start to steal their lives! This latest email had flight information for a trip to Bulgaria and Austria. I could totally take that. Of course, I'd have to get to Dublin first, but still. Ski trip! Nevermind that I don't know how to ski.

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