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angelgazing) wrote2010-08-13 06:32 pm
angelgazing) wrote2010-08-13 06:32 pm
it's gettin' critical
I just spent three and a half hours installing, updating, uninstalling and reinstalling the updated version of a program I downloaded less than 24 hours ago.
When I bought my computer in March, I sort of went all out, because I didn't want to end up frustrated again in a year. Somethings are worth paying for, you know? The only thing I compromised on was settling for 4GB of physical RAM. I have a Studio XPS. I have just under 8GB of virtual memory. I upgraded to the 7200RPM hard drive, and the new i5 540M processor (which, for those of you playing at home, is a dual core, 4 logical processor with a clock speed of 2.53GHz when it's running slow). The point of me mentioning all of this, is because my computer froze twice while trying to install this program. It took--and I am not exaggerating at all, shockingly enough--and hour and fifteen minutes to finally install this beast the first time. I can't even begin to think about what a nightmare it would've been on any other computer, my god.
All of this, of course, comes after my very first Programming I course, where the professor showed up to let us in five minutes before class was supposed to begin... and started lecturing before we'd taken our seats, then didn't let us go until ten minutes after class should have been over. I was also disappointed but unsurprised to realize I can't understand anything he says. I cannot tell you have many times the phrase "uh, uh, I don't know the English, in Russian it is..." was used. Possibly I will learn Russian in this class.
In other school news, I was horrified to learn that I was the only person out of a class of 18 who could name the three branches of government. The education system, you guys, it is failing.
The bakery story is now at around 4100 words and I've started to hate it. This is why I don't write long things. I know where it needs to go, and I know the steps I need to hit along the way, but I can't seem to get it there, and it's extremely frustrating. I'd try to work on something else for a while, but I know myself well enough to know that I'd never go back to it.
I don't know what to do. Stupid writing. Why so hard?
I also have ridiculous cracked out ideas for Inception fic. Including, I will admit, an AU where they are wedding planners. Apparently my brain has decided to rot itself with crack and fluff. Like I wasn't doing a good enough job at rotting it with terrible reality television or something.
The other Inception idea is... still AU, but much more complicated and way less fun. They turn a profit by putting people in video game scenarios of their (the clients) choosing! Rich people paying an obscene amount of money to dream themselves into a live action version of their favorite game! Mostly it would center around Arthur being a badass shooting people and zombies and Eames being all: ♥___♥ You were a little left of center on that one, darling. And Arthur being all: I'm going to let them eat you, I swear to god. And Eames being all: ♥___♥ Nonsense, you like to use that weapon far too much. And Ariadne being all: Which weapon is that? While looking at his pants, because I can't resist a dick joke. Then they have to solve a RL assassination plot while in a video game.
Possibly I should study video games for that one? Or I should just forget it all together, because, omg hard.
Probably, what I am going to do now is take a nap.
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