Peeking into the rock

This is the fourth computer I have worked on in the last week or so (my original laptop and desktop, and a borrowed laptop that was a nightmare to use and had Windows 8), but it is the final. I am thrilled with it. The keyboard fits my hands, the touchpad was easy to disable, and the screen is crisp and lovely. Busily downloading and installing the software I need for all my work and hobbies, and later I'll be busy figuring out how I want to manage the external hard drives where most of my files have their local residence. Also, the font on the keys is hilarious, sort of science-fictiony and glows kind of blue. I didn't ask for the glowy stuff and would have ticked "no" if I had had a choice but it's actually rather nice.

I was of two minds whether to install firefox or chrome as the default browser -- don't have any real complaint with either -- but I was decided by the fact that I couldn't get firefoix to acknowledge that I had ever used it before, so all my bookmarks, of which there are many, are lost unless I can get them out of the desktop (since it's unresponsive at the moment I don't know if it is fried or just has lost its will to live). But chrome happily loads with all the bookmarks that were existent on there -- meaning I've lost some webcomics and sims pages and youtube videos from my bookmarks, but nothing really irreplaceable. And only some, because as of a few months ago the barbie pink laptop and the desktop were synched. So for now, although both chrome and firefox are installed, chrome is the one I'll be using.

So I foirget whether I mentioned that I have been writing a story about a fellow who is being courted by an Art Deco nightstand? Well, I am. and I think it is a novella. Or a short novel, anyway.

Sadly, I seem to be much better at writing weird little novellas that don't really matter than the big idea novels I long to write. There's some kind of horrible aphorism in there somewhere and I hate it.

edit: the fancy-dancy reads-everything dvd-cd-bluray rw drive will not read the sims 2 cds. This is apparently a known problem, to the extent that there is a youtube video on getting your drive to read things. It involves editing registry keys. I do not have permission to do this in Windows 7, and following the instructions for giving myself permission don't seem to work. Oh well. This looks like it will involve phone calls.


the fancy-dancy player is just excessively finicky about dust, apparently.