It was inevitable, really.
After the secondary hard drive bombed on me so many times, I guess it was only a matter of time before my primary hard drive started taking a dive for the worst.
I have endured a slew of "Delayed Write Failed" error messages and countless failed disk checks to jump online and order yet another new hard drive. I would have much rather spent that $180 on not having to fix my PC yet again, but I'd rather have a working PC than all of the other fancy things for which I've been saving. It still sucks that I have to sink this much money into it--again--but at least I have the funds necessary.
Fucking Seagate.
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In other news:
I had a pretty spectacular date the other night, if it can be called such. I mean, we walked through Eldorado Park, had ice cream at Demetre's, went to The Putting Edge and then saw Inglorious Basterds together. I'm not sure what other date-like things we could have done to make it more of a date. Still, there's something to be said about officiality; neither of us have actually called it anything (beyond "Round 3"), so you can't really call it anything without risking calling it the wrong thing.
There's also the question of how interested I am in this girl. This is still up in the air.
I've also become more-or-less obsessed with this song. It's kind of sad, especially since none of the band's other stuff has really jumped out at me yet.
And yes, I still owe you all an update from last week. I will contemplate such things once my PC seems to be settling down or I can post from a PC that's not mine.
I have endured a slew of "Delayed Write Failed" error messages and countless failed disk checks to jump online and order yet another new hard drive. I would have much rather spent that $180 on not having to fix my PC yet again, but I'd rather have a working PC than all of the other fancy things for which I've been saving. It still sucks that I have to sink this much money into it--again--but at least I have the funds necessary.
Fucking Seagate.
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In other news:
I had a pretty spectacular date the other night, if it can be called such. I mean, we walked through Eldorado Park, had ice cream at Demetre's, went to The Putting Edge and then saw Inglorious Basterds together. I'm not sure what other date-like things we could have done to make it more of a date. Still, there's something to be said about officiality; neither of us have actually called it anything (beyond "Round 3"), so you can't really call it anything without risking calling it the wrong thing.
There's also the question of how interested I am in this girl. This is still up in the air.
I've also become more-or-less obsessed with this song. It's kind of sad, especially since none of the band's other stuff has really jumped out at me yet.
And yes, I still owe you all an update from last week. I will contemplate such things once my PC seems to be settling down or I can post from a PC that's not mine.