My laptop died.  Again.  Argh.  The screen won’t come up when it powers on.  All the little lights come on, the fans start a spinning, and when you put a cd in the cd drive even works, but the screen doesn’t.  When it died the last time I started backing everything up online and on an external hardrive.  But in the interim months I got complacent and I’mnot sure when the last time I backed it up was.  So, I’m going to take it to the computer repair shop, see if they can give itenough juice to get everything off of it and onto a harddrive.  Then I’m harvesting my RAM out of it and then I’m going to build myself a totally awesome desktop.

I’ve thought about this, whether or not I need a laptop.  For mobility laptops are an obviouschoice, and when I bought my laptop I was going to Germany and it was a godsend.  Exactly whatI needed.  WhenI came back I was living off campus and depended on rides from other people which meant I spent a lot of time between classes with nothing to do, so once again the laptop was worth its weight in gold.  But since about January or so, the mobility factor has been gone. My screen developed these linesthat ran across the entire bottom two thirds of the screen making it impossible to use without an external monitor, so I’ve been tethered to my desk for months.  And you knwo what?  I’ve been perfectly fine.  So I figure a new desktop would be perfectfor me.

I’ve wanted to build one since Dad started building them, so I’m really excited.  Jeff and I have started looking on Newegg for parts, and Jeff has been tellingme stuff about motherboards,and onboard graphics versus a graphics card.  I’m stoked.  I want a computer that can handle the latest games.  My laptop and my last desktop could not do that.  When Spore came out I was so excited but when I tried to load it my laptop just couldn’t handle it.  SoI’mgoing tomake sure my new desktop can.  Plus its going to have an awesome case.  I also want as many usb parts as I can have since those things are just dead useful.  And leds, I want it to look frickin cool with lots of leds.

Anyway in no computer news, for about thepast week I’ve been having trouble sleeping.  I feel tired all the way until I lay in bed, and then I’ll start thinking, and then fidgeting,and then I have to get up so I don’t disturb Jeff.  Usually I end up reading but last night I was just too amped up.  So I unpacked a box and built a kitchen cart.  Jeff said it was like Christmas when he walked into the kitchen to get the garbage and there sat the cart all put together.  AT least I did something useful in my lack of sleep time right?

It’s not a problem as in insurmountable more like a probably as in annoying and time consuming.  We’ve had this washer and dryer for nearly a year.  A friend of Jeff’s at the theater gave it to us when they upgraded and got a new set.  We’ve used the washer all along but not the dryer because we needed an adapter to plug it in and we couldn’t find one despite have looked at all the logical stores to have one.  Se when we got this apartment we were excited to see that it had the right outlet and we could plug it in.  Well we just found out why they upgraded.  The dryer sucks.  Everything and I mean everything has to go through twice.  At the end of the first one all you have is hot damp clothes, at the end of the second one they are dry like they are supposed to be.  Like I said, it’s not insurmountable just annoying and time consuming.  It means if we need laundry done by a certain time we have to plan on two drying cycles.  Of course we didn’t find this out until I was washing my work pants the morning before I went and discovering at the exact time I need those pants to be done they had to be dryed a second time.  I ended up wearing damp pants to work.  It was yucky.

This is my first post in my new apartment.  I sit in my new library at my computer desk.  The new apartment is very nice.  Two bedroom, two baths, a living room and kitchen.  Jeff and I can afford it all by our lonesome which brings me to the best part of the new apartment.  No roommates!  Hallelujah!  (By the way I spelled that correctly first try but I misspelled roommates and the spellchecker had to correct me, Contradiction thy name is Suzanne.)  I’m sure not all roommates are bad but I’m just sick of them.  Jeff and I lock the door and know that no one else is coming in.  It’s a wonderful feeling.

So I know several people were curious as to the Great Bookshelf Massacre Of 09.  Well let me tell you the tale.  I was there you know.

First some backstory- I bought a cheap 5 shelf bookshelf at Target.  It came in the same sie box as the three shelf bookshelf which initially made me concerned.  But I followed the instructions and put it together.  Two peices latched together to form one long side.  It seemed pretty stable and sat in my bedroom for a year and a half.

Now Friday was moving day.  We got everything loaded into the Uhaul with no incidents.  We got to play real life tetris which is always fun.  We got to the new apartment and started unloadeding.  Furniture was unloaded much faster than it was loaded and we were moving at a pretty good clip.  I was cleaning the furniture as it was brough in and the boys were in the truck carrying it in.  The carry in one bookshelf and go back for the other one.  The Target one.  They rotate it to its side to carry it out and lift.  The bookshelf drops to the floor and they are left just carrying a single side.  One of the boys carries in the side while the rest concernthemselves with getting the rest of the bookshelf.  As they carry it the twenty feet from the truck to the apartment it just detirorates.  The top falls off, the bottom drops off, the shelves fall out, and finally the side breaks completely in two.  It was terrible, there were dowel rods everywhere!  We decided that nothing more could be done and removed the wood glue drip.  There was nothing left to save.  We formed a funeral procession and took its peices across the parking lot to the dumpster.  It’s life was not in vain however, it was an organ donor and one of dowels went to another bookself that had lost one somewhere, and now it is a happy viable bookshelf, all signs of a wonky shelf are gone.

That my friends is the story fo the Great Bookshelf Massacre of 09.