Yet another entry not of the prose per­sua­sion. I apol­o­gise to myself more than any­one because I truly want to write, and over the last few days I have cer­tainly felt the inspi­ra­tion but then my PC went plop.

I could have writ­ten on our sec­ond com­puter — a far supe­rior Mac­Book — but that would have been neglect­ing my duties to sort out the reg­u­lar, desk­top PC (as well as the usual chores that are a lit­tle more piled up than usual.)

I attemped to sim­ply find a way for a cou­ple of media devices to com­mu­ni­cate and the PC sim­ply… stopped. Best of all? I wanted to enter into Safe Mode (any­one semi-PC-savvy knows it well), how­ever the Dos func­tion of the com­puter does not recog­nise USB key­boards, genius! Only a good 70% of key­boards out there are USB, why would any­one think to include the read­ing of such a port? Duh…

So, any­way. Long, no — LONG — story short and two, maybe three-days later and I think I have the PC in good health. It’s a lot less full than pre­vi­ously as I had to for­mat the HD (the pro­grams stopped work­ing and I think the stu­pid Win­dows removed the instal­la­tion files but left the pro­grams… another bit of instal­la­tion genius.)

That’s about it. My eyes feel like they need rins­ing out, I feel like I’ve been work­ing two-days straight, and for a week­end, I do not feel relaxed in the slight­est! Wtf… lame.