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hey that sounds just like my mom... the computer crashed haha

or just something. They don't think anything can happen when they do anything... but they always do so much to mess up the computer/tv/radio etc.

 

Great... Now the medley is even more messed up with calls of "Bob, the Builder. Can We Fix It?"

Yeah... There are certain people that really just cause IT department nightmares. I am probably one of them. Maybe if they didn't give me the cheapest computer that was under rated that didn't meet all the requirements for all the programs and equipment that I use in my room. Oh... I got downgraded again to another laptop with even less power that should be less likely to BSOD (HA!). Of course it won't, because it can't run squat. Fun fun fun... back to Windows 98. But they needed all the newer computers to hook up to the rooms that were getting the generic equivalent of Smart Boards. So those of us that won't be getting "Smart boards" keep getting relegated to slower and older computers. I don't even think this thing has a built in USB port. Oh well, that is what I get for complaining that the laptop they gave me last time didn't have any serial ports. And no, the USB serial adapters would not work with the equipment I needed. Now I have serial ports. LOL

Yup, we can fix it. Its the people we can't fix.

For Bob, all fixes are simple. Because, "Can We Do It?!" "Yes, we can!"
SJW = Saint John's Wart

 

SJW = Saint John's Wort It's an over the counter, herbal supplement for mild depression symptoms.

simple fix? Not really sure, yet. Powered it up, everything's running fine, checked the event viewer and there's one instance on the day she was using it that says there was a bad spot on the hard drive. I'm running a chkdisk now. It's a new (refurbished) machine, it shouldn't be giving me this kind of trouble.

What it amounts to, is this teacher has an amazing knack for borking computers in weird ways.

And now for something completely unrelated:

 

Looks like a bunch of horny pictures. Sure this is the correct thread?

 

just a reminder....

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7UmUX68KtE

 

Ugh... I feel like I've been running all day. I know I've accomplished a few things, but I just don't feel like I've gotten a freakin' thing done.

 

Dear Netflix, we need to talk...
It's like this, you see, I signed up over a year ago when you were at the height of your game. You offered me a disk at a time and unlimited streaming for under $11. It was a glorious time. I spent many hours with you watching old, forgotten tv shows and obscure movies that I've had trouble finding through other channels. We were happy together, and it was beautiful.

Then you said, "It's a little expensive for me to provide all this awesome content, so I'm going to have to up the price a buck or two."

I was okay with this. "Times are tough," I said to myself, "the troubled economy means this sort of thing is bound to happen. It's still a great deal," I reasoned.

Then you told me that you'd no longer have my favorite Criterion Collection movies available for streaming.

"It's okay," I returned, "I can still get the discs, which gives me access to the cool bonus features which really makes the Criterion Collection so wonderful, after all."

Then you changed the interface. Oh did you change the interface. The internet lit up with contempt over it, spewing hatred and vile musings about the change. Descriptions included words like "inept" and "clueless monkeys." But I stood by your side, maintaining my account, because, even with the horrible design (and it is miserable), "It's still a great deal!"

Then a new price increase. Now, to get what I got for around $9 a year ago, I'm going to be paying roughly double that.

"It's okay. It's still a great deal!"

What I'm writing to you today about, is none of the above. While those are minor annoyances in our relationship, I feel I have to mention something that has been festering between us for some time. I've mentioned to others, I've even called tech support, and nobody has offered a way to make you stop doing this one really aggravating thing, so I'm writing this letter to ask you, point blank, this simple question:

Why? Why do you keep reordering my streaming queue? I have those videos in a particular order for a reason. Why must I have to hunt through the list of 250+ movies and television shows every freaking time I want to watch something? Often, by the time I've found the video I'm looking for, I've lost interest.

Netflix, I'm not leaving you. I'm going to accept your price increase, and I'm going to continue doing my part, singing your praises to friends and family; but the tune isn't going to be as sweet as it once was because you can't leave my stuff alone.

I just thought you should know.

Yours,
Micah1_8

 

dude. serial ports. seriously. I feel your pain. did they give you a dot matrix printer at least? and a couple boxes of that paper with the tear off holes in the side?

my kids think it's the funniest thing in the world when I sing along to the Bob the Builder song and change the response to "no, we can't!" they don't seem to realize that I'm not joking. and have you ever seen Bob charge for the work he does? just how does he support himself, his gf (if that's what she is), and his stable of anthropomorphic machines? maybe he runs a side show when the cameras aren't rolling...

 

Working on my birthday... yay.

Well i get to go to the beach and such however it is raining out so that is not fun.

 

On my way out to my truck this morning, I found a little plastic bag with a rolled up letter inside... hmmm...

The Klan is recruiting.

Well, I suppose that's some sort of start to one's day.

 

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was that me?