I'm finally here. Fitfully resting my laurels on my blog. Triage seems to be the best word I can come up with to explain the absence of words and my usual anecdotes of sarcasm. Has anyone missed me? Hell if I know. Have I missed being here. With the fierceness of a thousand burning suns. I sit down in my man cave with such a sense of relief. *SIGH* My place is whole again. I didn't understand just how much 350 square feet make a difference in my life. I have felt like all the creativity I possess had been drained out of me. What was left has felt extremely useless. Volatile, angry, putrid and festering...but with no purpose or creative way to lob itself at the world in general. I have much to report on. Many loose ends to contemplate. My biggest feeling of the moment is: Hell YES. I AM HERE. DOING WHAT I DO. WRITING.
I have kept a journal since 1990. Handwritten in crazy handwriting. Tomes of feelings. Then I moved into online and over time, I have migrated here. I plan on moving this who kit and caboodle over to my own web address at some point. I've been on a learning journey that isn't over yet. The beauty of having this blog is the fact its still here. For that, I am grateful. I am getting to where I understand technology a little bit better, and I know that I have more to do. I want to share my experience with fellow bloggers, because I believe I might make a few people feel a bit better about themselves. Who knows? Some of the companies I name off might want to pay attention. Either way, I am going to set this down. This shackle of technological tragedy that will probably read as being pretty funny.
I am writing the world from my very first custom built computer. Yeah. Up until now, every computer I've ever purchased myself was a Dell. My defense for choosing Dell came from using other computers and from the only computer I've owned that I didn't pick out: a Toshiba Satellite. That thing came loaded with software that was impossible to uninstall and be rid of. That said, I still own it, and it still works. My first desktop came to be in 2008. A Vostro 200. Oh I loved my computer. I did. I still do. My paid professional is going to help me convert it into a huge storage hub for my home. I'm sad to say that after too many people, too many companies and too many idiots my Vostro clattered to its death December 8, 2013.
So what happened? People throw things away all the time! That Vostro is a Dinosaur you say! True. Had it not been upgraded. But I am getting ahead. Let me finish setting things out. My little Dell family grew. My husband needed a laptop, as his Dimension has a case of dementia. Enter the Latitude. It took three Latititudes to get one to work. That was a late night email to Michael Dell that got results. Then with further ado enter the Vostro 1720 laptop and much later my Inspiron. That is a bunch of laptops and computers. How do you keep up with them all? Somewhere in there, we decided to change cable companies. Enter me.
Southern Bell was our phone company, and well paying separate for AT&T Internet stunk. However, they had this great little program, where they put a toolbox on your computer and you could call them for anything. You know, this was kind of cool and they were nice people I could understand. However, when two optical drives one on a laptop and the other my coveted desktop decided they either didn't exist or that they simply didn't work.... AT&T could not fix it. Soooo. They sent somebody out to my house.
After much deliberation, representative said that iTunes ate my laptop optical drive. WHAT! Oh yeah, and your desktop optical drive never did what you said it was supposed to. DEAR GOD. I wanted to hit him.
to be continued....
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