This is an Ex-Computer
May. 14th, 2004 04:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rymenhildI am currently sitting in the computer lab of my dormitory, holding a pile of printouts from this morning's draft of the Beowulf paper. I suppose I should type them up, but the idea of typing up eighteen pages of old draft of paper on four hours of sleep and the residue of a Really Bad Day doesn't appeal to me so much.
You see, my computer and I were burbling along, while I was about five hours from done the paper - and then it froze. Then I reset, and then it took an awfully long time to go through the scan-for-errors, and then it did something to the registry, and then it told me that several Important Files Like Win.Com Had Ceased to Exist, and then it said Operating System Not Found.
I took my computer to the pet shop - I mean Information Services - and they told me it was an ex-computer. I was rather hoping it was just pining for the fjords, but no. My computer is no more. It has ceased to be! It's expired and gone to meet its maker! It's a stiff! Bereft of life, it rests in peace! Its mechanical processes are now 'istory! It's off the twig! It's kicked the bucket, it's shuffled off its mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible!! THIS IS AN EX-COMPUTER!!
Send me cheerful notes. I need to think happy thoughts. Yeah.
You see, my computer and I were burbling along, while I was about five hours from done the paper - and then it froze. Then I reset, and then it took an awfully long time to go through the scan-for-errors, and then it did something to the registry, and then it told me that several Important Files Like Win.Com Had Ceased to Exist, and then it said Operating System Not Found.
I took my computer to the pet shop - I mean Information Services - and they told me it was an ex-computer. I was rather hoping it was just pining for the fjords, but no. My computer is no more. It has ceased to be! It's expired and gone to meet its maker! It's a stiff! Bereft of life, it rests in peace! Its mechanical processes are now 'istory! It's off the twig! It's kicked the bucket, it's shuffled off its mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible!! THIS IS AN EX-COMPUTER!!
Send me cheerful notes. I need to think happy thoughts. Yeah.
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As requested.
Date: 2004-05-15 03:51 am (UTC)Non-Heretics
Circle I Limbo
Bill Clinton
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
Patrons of McDonald's
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
Congress
Circle IV Rolling Weights
Politicians
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
River Styx
Fundamentalists
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
River Phlegyas
Television
Circle VII Burning Sands
The Media
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
Circle IX Frozen in Ice
Design your own hell
Yes, Television has its own soul and consciousness. What's it to you? This can also be explained as: I couldn't think of anything else for General Violence.
Re: As requested.
Date: 2004-05-15 03:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-15 03:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-15 04:03 am (UTC)And for those of you who have no idea what we're talking about, go rent the first five seasons of Red Dwarf.
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Date: 2004-05-15 04:49 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-05-15 03:02 pm (UTC)(Though I feel like I'm taking over
Re: As requested.
Date: 2004-05-15 04:37 am (UTC)