Things that bug me

I’m not sure that I like this week. I want it to go away. I’m not going to elaborate.

So there. 

I've gone through all of my blog entries and uploaded the images, and fixed links where I was linking to my own blog. I had to fix a lot of formatting too, because some of it didn't translate over very well.

The last chore is to delete duplicate comments. Some of my entries have three or four duplicate comments. While, in the grand scheme of things that's not a big deal, I'm just enough of a freak to let that bug me.

.....not enough to finish it tonight, mind you.

If I ever say I want to do this for a living, remind me of this weekend, will you? I'd appreciate it.

Apparently changing hosts is like ummm... hummm... Oh I got it. The long 27 hour labor I had with son number 1. That's hard labor, thank you very much. Pitocen from the start (for those of you in the know....) and no drugs. That, my friends, was NO fun.

Yep, that's what this changing hosts is like. Ok, I'm being a drama queen. Forget I said all that. But I am more than slightly annoyed. My new host is saying that my old host is denying the transfer. Whaaaaat? Isn't that up to me? The old host says it takes five days and to please be patient. Apparently they don't know me very well.

So, I wait. I don't want to flip to Movable Type until I change hosts. That way it'll be like a fresh start, eh?

My posts are getting REAL boring! No worries, I'll be back to my 'charming' self soon. That's assuming I was charming in the first place. heh.

I've decided to change platforms as well as hosts at the same time. Ummmm, I checked the wrong freaking button when switching hosts. I registered my domain at domains by proxy so people couldn't track me down and find me. You know, the paparazzi can be such a buzz kill.

Anyway, it's gonna be a couple of days, so I'll resurrect this for as long as this site is up and running. Gah...

I had to resurrect, because I just saw something on the news about the British being all up in arms about a musical, "Jerry Springer, the musical". They showed a few scenes and it had me on the floor. What a riot! People singing insane things, while wearing big adult diapers.

You just can't pay for that kind of entertainment. OH wait... I guess you can.

I'm proud to say that I'm writing this post from my laptop. She's not running on all of her memory, but she's plugging along. It was a harrowing day with Dell yesterday and I've just barely recovered from the trauma. Mommy needs a cocktail.

As promised by Dell customer service, the Dell guy came out and replaced my motherboard yesterday afternoon. It booted up fine (or so I thought) and I breathed a sigh of relief. There it was, my desktop with the forty million icons all over it. It truly was a thing of beauty.

I quickly rushed the Dell guy out the door so I could pet and coo over my little buddy. As soon as he was out the door, I carefully caressed the mouse. Nothing. My heart stopped cold. I wiggled and wiggled that mouse for all it was worth. Nothing. Nada. Zip.

"Ok, I'll just reboot", I thought. It didn't even get to the desktop this time. It froze while trying to load Windows.

"Ohhhhh Kayyyyy, let's try booting in safe mode", I said outloud. I hoped that my little buddy would hear all of the trouble I was going through to get her little heart started. Again, it froze up.

Just for good measure, I tried to reboot it again in safe mode. It froze up in the exact same spot. One of the drivers wouldn't load.

I dialed the number to Dell and proceeded to wait for 20 minutes before customer service finally picked up. It was a guy named Alexander who had a headset with a problem and a heavy Russian accent. A recipe for a migraine.

I told him what had happened, mentioning where exactly it was freezing up. He said, "Do you mind if we reformat your hard drive?" Whhhaaaaattttt? He asked me if I backed up, and I replied "of course". Big fat lie. I haven't backed up in like three months. He then tried to get me to reformat my hard drive again. I wouldn't bite.

I was on the phone for just over two hours with Alexander. I think it might of been his first day. Really. There were several times that I wanted to seriously beat the living crap out of him. Mostly it was when I heard him say "interesting...." after telling him what happened when I'd try out another one of his theories.

Finally, at the end of this two hour marathon, he said, "Let's try one last thing". Wouldn't you know it, that 'one last thing' was the winner. One of my memory cards was bad. It's on the way in the mail.

Several things made me believe it was his first day, but I think the last conversation we had confirmed it. He unsuccesfully tried to transfer me to their quality control department. When he couldn't figure it out, he asked me if I would call back and when a customer service rep answered I was to tell them to transfer me to their quality control department. I told him that there was NO way I was going to be on hold for another 20 minutes. He checked with his supervisor and I was let off the hook.

As soon as I got off the phone with Alexander, I backed up every stinking thing on my computer. That, and checked in the mirror for cauliflower ear.