Death of a PC
My computer decided to kill itself yesterday. I’ve been unsuccessfully battling a virus for a few months now and had just gotten to the point of ignoring it until it became a complete resource hog over the last week or so, and after several attempts to remove it even after 3 complete system restores yesterday the computer just won’t even boot up at this point. It just sits there perfectly content to be a paperweight next to my desk. It sucks because now I’ve lost all the images I’d had in the hard drive as well as a lot of software that I use a lot. Fortunately the music will be restored once I sync the iPod to whatever new machine I get, as well as probably half of the images.
Our neighbors have a puppy. I’m thinking of taking bets in the building about how long it will take before either they get a note on their door telling them to get rid of it (dogs are strictly forbidden according to the lease) or they’re evicted. From what I can tell they lock it in the bathroom when they’re not at home because I could hear it crying and barking and crying while I was in our bathroom this morning, and Eddie saw it tonight and says it’s a little brown thing.
