…and my compy just peed the carpet.
February 03, 2006 @ 09:27 PM
Actually, I don't have carpet in my apartment. I guess I'm not cool like Strongbad. But, in my opinion, hardwood floors are cooler looking than carpeted floors. And they don't show dirt as easily. And when they ~do~ get dirty, it's pretty easy to sweep. Or, alternatively, spray the floor with everclear and light that puppy UP.
Carpet is not the point of this post. The real point is to say that, about half an hour ago and without much fanfare, my 21" friend, Mr. ViewSonic, passed away while I was IMing Quinn. He consumed himself from the outside in. At first, he flickered a few times, and I noticed that about 1/4" was missing from all the sides. It wasn't black or anything, it was just that the middle of the screen had become slightly larger, pushing the outsides off the screen. He flickered a few more times, eating a little more. Then he went into some pretty serious death throes, eating a bit more of the screen each time. A minute later I had maybe a 320x320 window. The last thing I saw was Quinn netScreaming at me in all caps to buy a new monitor. The letters were four inches tall and shimmering. It was like the computer gods were berating me from above. Through their vehicle, Quinn.
It looks like I'll be making a trip to Best Buy tomorrow for a new monitor. I'm thinking 19" LCD. The resolution won't be quite as nice as what I'm used to at home, but it should be big enough I could still feel comfortable designing on it.
Anyway, it is Friday night and I am currently sitting in front of my laptop blogging. This has to stop. Not that I have any plans. Dana's out on one of her Lady's Night adventures, and my previous plans (pool with Katie) were obliterated by a surprise attack in Katiland by a rabble of migraines. Or maybe just one. I'm not sure how that works. I also ran into oldFriend Riana today, and she invited me out, but I don't know if I'll take her up on her offer because a) It'd be her and a group of people I don't know, and b) I haven't heard from her yet tonight. According to my blog, I haven't hung out with Riana for two years, four months, and twenty-nine days. See… this is why I write this stuff down, people.
Comments
Rob didn't use the day count - it was just the last time he posted ;)
Posted by: mom at February 6, 2006 11:32 PM
How'd I know you'd find an excuse to use the day-count, in spite of being stood-up? ;p
It goes to back up my assertion from earlier that you remain a math geek at heart.
Posted by: Eric at February 4, 2006 09:06 AM