mp3 players- again
Apr. 27th, 2008 08:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rubahWell, I dug out the old CREATIVE NOMAD JUKEBOX ZEN XTRA (that is its real name) and the USB cord, and we spent an hour searching for the power adaptor, and I updated XNJB.app and lo and behold, it still sucks. Not only will the faceplate not lay down flush with the body, but the thing underneath the faceplate has come off of the faceplate. I have it rubberbanded into place. I mean, it stays, but it takes like nothing to slip it off.
Anyways, I put from about A-D of my music on there (thank God for usb 2.0) but the app dies everytime it hits a certain song (such as Bedouin Soundclash) so that got irritating shortly.
I also realized that in my zeal to download the X-men Animated Series, my desktop had run out of space. I think I had like 1.5gb left on it. holy crap :D? So I uninstalled all those programs I never used when I still used it, word, premiere, sound forge etc (Also open office because I don't really have a reason to keep it). I deleted my mirc sound/log/downloads folders because I backed them up a long time ago, and I deleted My Pictures (man, that caused some heartache).
it's just sad. I mean the machine as a whole has been slowly dying for a long time now, but to do these definitive actions to truly kill it off is painful. At least it has a good life as a torrentbox ahead of it now? (10gbs takes a while to fill up when you can't get speeds better than 12kbps).
I also put the first 15 or so episodes of digimon on my laptop, hoping to have a chance to delete them off teh desktop, but we ran out of time for that.
I was pretty moody today, technology aside, so it was teh perfect time to angst over the state of my closet. Stu and I hung up every single thing that I had let pile up since the first day I brought clothes home out of season from college. There were a million hangers left over. It was impressive.
I also took the metaphorical blade to some long beloathed items hanging in there (perhaps I should've decided before wasting stu's brain cells on hanging them up. . .) His opinion spared a few (some items I have matured into, others I have more literally grown out of)
I was just kinda possessed by some hormonic kind of rage during though. I kept thinking of the deteriorating relationship between myself and my mother (now there's a confession for eoff-secret) and I cried for a while and stu hugged me and tried to make me feel better, but there really wasn't anything for it.
Cleverer than I ever give her credit for, she caught on and asked if I wanted her to stay home until we left instead of going out to church. How could I tell her that I couldn't stand her presence at the time? She can be so empathic sometimes, and things like that make me thankful she's my mom.
She just seems so silly and childish about things. And forgetful. But they're both getting old and I'm not around to keep them on track; i just get so frustrated when I ask her to do something like make a dentist appointment and a few moments later she's forgotten I'd said anything about it. Maybe I should schedule her a checkup :|
But yeah, axed some shirts. I did find one true gem in there I was glad I hadn't thrown out, even if I had bought a functionally exact replica at jc penneys yesterday xD (oh well, stu agrees that I have too many brown clothes).
I found my period upon me suddenly on saturday, and of course I had carted every single last pad to school, and while I had carted one of them back, I didn't really feel like using it. So I gave tampons another try for the first time in years. It was really weird to think that the last time I had spread my legs for that on the toilet was six years ago now. I made sure and put on underwear I didn't care about ruining for today though, some grey boy shorts I have barely worn. Every time I drag something old out onto my body stu thinks it's something new. such a boy. But yeah. that was something different.
It's so weird to think that these are the last two weeks of my second freshman year. And horrible to think that they are the last two weeks I will be with stu until the end of summer. At least with france I will only be leaving him once instead of leaving him twice, such an uncomforting overlap.
i also took a step out as an adult by getting a credit card (in my own name). I wonder when it'll be that I'll forget that the first thing I purchased with it was $42 of gas to completely fill my little car. Probably when I pay that much per gallon. Ahahahahahaha, fuck.
Anyways, it's pretty silly of me because I have no technical way to pay it; I've entrusted my funds to the bank of dad and rely on his grace and my glib tongue to talk him into making out checks for me while I ungratefully whine as I subtract the balance from our ledgers. ah, c'est la vie.
Anyways, I put from about A-D of my music on there (thank God for usb 2.0) but the app dies everytime it hits a certain song (such as Bedouin Soundclash) so that got irritating shortly.
I also realized that in my zeal to download the X-men Animated Series, my desktop had run out of space. I think I had like 1.5gb left on it. holy crap :D? So I uninstalled all those programs I never used when I still used it, word, premiere, sound forge etc (Also open office because I don't really have a reason to keep it). I deleted my mirc sound/log/downloads folders because I backed them up a long time ago, and I deleted My Pictures (man, that caused some heartache).
it's just sad. I mean the machine as a whole has been slowly dying for a long time now, but to do these definitive actions to truly kill it off is painful. At least it has a good life as a torrentbox ahead of it now? (10gbs takes a while to fill up when you can't get speeds better than 12kbps).
I also put the first 15 or so episodes of digimon on my laptop, hoping to have a chance to delete them off teh desktop, but we ran out of time for that.
I was pretty moody today, technology aside, so it was teh perfect time to angst over the state of my closet. Stu and I hung up every single thing that I had let pile up since the first day I brought clothes home out of season from college. There were a million hangers left over. It was impressive.
I also took the metaphorical blade to some long beloathed items hanging in there (perhaps I should've decided before wasting stu's brain cells on hanging them up. . .) His opinion spared a few (some items I have matured into, others I have more literally grown out of)
I was just kinda possessed by some hormonic kind of rage during though. I kept thinking of the deteriorating relationship between myself and my mother (now there's a confession for eoff-secret) and I cried for a while and stu hugged me and tried to make me feel better, but there really wasn't anything for it.
Cleverer than I ever give her credit for, she caught on and asked if I wanted her to stay home until we left instead of going out to church. How could I tell her that I couldn't stand her presence at the time? She can be so empathic sometimes, and things like that make me thankful she's my mom.
She just seems so silly and childish about things. And forgetful. But they're both getting old and I'm not around to keep them on track; i just get so frustrated when I ask her to do something like make a dentist appointment and a few moments later she's forgotten I'd said anything about it. Maybe I should schedule her a checkup :|
But yeah, axed some shirts. I did find one true gem in there I was glad I hadn't thrown out, even if I had bought a functionally exact replica at jc penneys yesterday xD (oh well, stu agrees that I have too many brown clothes).
I found my period upon me suddenly on saturday, and of course I had carted every single last pad to school, and while I had carted one of them back, I didn't really feel like using it. So I gave tampons another try for the first time in years. It was really weird to think that the last time I had spread my legs for that on the toilet was six years ago now. I made sure and put on underwear I didn't care about ruining for today though, some grey boy shorts I have barely worn. Every time I drag something old out onto my body stu thinks it's something new. such a boy. But yeah. that was something different.
It's so weird to think that these are the last two weeks of my second freshman year. And horrible to think that they are the last two weeks I will be with stu until the end of summer. At least with france I will only be leaving him once instead of leaving him twice, such an uncomforting overlap.
i also took a step out as an adult by getting a credit card (in my own name). I wonder when it'll be that I'll forget that the first thing I purchased with it was $42 of gas to completely fill my little car. Probably when I pay that much per gallon. Ahahahahahaha, fuck.
Anyways, it's pretty silly of me because I have no technical way to pay it; I've entrusted my funds to the bank of dad and rely on his grace and my glib tongue to talk him into making out checks for me while I ungratefully whine as I subtract the balance from our ledgers. ah, c'est la vie.
