Moving on...

A couple of months ago, this fellow I know gave me his old Compaq: Presario. This dude doesn't work, so I think that he needs to feel important by becoming a dilettante in other matters, such as being a computer "expert". I bought it at first, but after spending five minutes on the thing I realized that the computer he gave me is not he computer I was expecting. The computer is....an odd shell of a computer. Nothing really works the way it should work, and one wonders, "What the hell did this guy do to the computer?". It's very odd. I'm not saying that I am a compute expert myself, but I know enough to know when something is messed up. When I told him about the problems I was having with the computer, he said that he would have to come over and check it out. Seeking a second party for advice, I told them my problem to which they very quickly replied with the answer and what to do.

I just don't GET why people would say, "Oh yeah, go ahead, you can take it. I wanted a new one." and lead you to believe that they are this expert in something and then when you get the computer, it would come down with a massive case of fail anytime you tried to do something remotely advanced.

Oh wait, I do.

I am also sick of these nouveau riche people. I'm saying that in a more general sense, because when I tell these people my background they get all excited and tell me about all the things that they are doing and their house this, and their boat that and meanwhile I just want to pull my hair out with frustration and possibly throw a Miss Manners book at them. You do not talk about your money! You do not sound as though you are bragging!

Anyway, now I am on my mom's old IBM ThinkPad that has a pentium three processor. Yes, three. Also, the computer screen sometimes turns a lovely shade of pink. Sigh.

And yes my grammar probably blows in this posting, but nothing makes me more pissed than having computer problems while dealing with the nouveau riche.

Now, to watch some "Queer as Folk".