Waste of ESP
May 17th, 2007 by amylherzog
I think the universe was trying to tell me something when I thought up the title to that last post. This weekend, two of our three computers threw fatal hard drive failures. Joy! Wait, no. That’s wrong. What’s the word I’m looking for?
…Oh yeah. Suck!
We’ve managed, at this point, to create a workaround since we really can’t afford to upgrade our machines at the moment. The desktop is now booting off of an external drive, and Jon took my laptop, since I didn’t really need it. I can’t be too upset about the desktop, since it’s 7 years old. But the laptop is only 3 years old and our AppleCare on it expired 2 months ago, and I can’t help being a little pissed at Apple.
Jacob, of course, is happily oblivious.
(Actually, right now he’s alternating screaming fits and peals of laughter, because while we were drinking our coffee and trying to wake up at 6:30am, he was sneaking into the cupboard and getting into the dark chocolate.
We think he ate a couple of ounces of it before we realized it was Quiet. Too Quiet. in the house. Gotta love life with a toddler!)
More joy later, I promise. Until then, FEH!
When Alex was that age, we always got concerned when he got quiet. Loud, raucous noise? No problem. Temper tantrum? No problem. Quiet? “Robb, why don’t you go check in on your little brother and see what trouble he’s getting into.”
Yeah, I know all about quiet.