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Cobbled Update
Tuesday, 15 July 2008 20:47I have shiny new physio exercises to cause me pain make me stronger. Woot? I also have a splint for my arm at night, which I had made this morning, and promptly (eight hours later) forgot on my desk at work.
The weather is very hot and unusually humid. I hate being sweaty.
I went to a computer technician yesterday and he said upgrading my CPU wouldn't make much difference to how my game runs, and my graphics card is integrated and can't be replaced. To make the game better, I'd have to sell my laptop (while the warranty is still valid) and buy a new one with a better graphics card (still integrated and non-upgradeable). Alternatively, buy a desktop, which is imminently upgradeable. I have nowhere to put a desktop and it would be imminently impractical, and yet I am still considering it, because I want The Sims 2 and Spore that much.
Digital Femme should totally write this, because it would be kinda awesome.
I am tired. I am always tired. A part of me struggles with the desire to quit my job and sit at home and brood for a couple of months. I know I will get sick of it before I run out of money, but I am terrible at job-hunting and so much better off saving that money for tuition. The worst part is that this is life and I can't just say it'll pass. It won't. This is life.
The weather is very hot and unusually humid. I hate being sweaty.
I went to a computer technician yesterday and he said upgrading my CPU wouldn't make much difference to how my game runs, and my graphics card is integrated and can't be replaced. To make the game better, I'd have to sell my laptop (while the warranty is still valid) and buy a new one with a better graphics card (still integrated and non-upgradeable). Alternatively, buy a desktop, which is imminently upgradeable. I have nowhere to put a desktop and it would be imminently impractical, and yet I am still considering it, because I want The Sims 2 and Spore that much.
Digital Femme should totally write this, because it would be kinda awesome.
I am tired. I am always tired. A part of me struggles with the desire to quit my job and sit at home and brood for a couple of months. I know I will get sick of it before I run out of money, but I am terrible at job-hunting and so much better off saving that money for tuition. The worst part is that this is life and I can't just say it'll pass. It won't. This is life.
