3832: Ghost In The Crowd
Among things I've been trying to do is cut down on Internet use, which is difficult when all my art involves using the computer and the Internet is THERE FOR THE TAKING.
One solution I've been pondering is to upgrade AGAIN to at least what C has and dedicate that for graphics and/or music--NO INNANETS. Since I have the switch box so I can use my 360 on the same monitor, that wouldn't be difficult to execute, and I would be able to have ONLY Photoshop and Fruity Loops on the dedicated compy, which would then have the absolute minimum of bullshit programming installed on it.
My luck, though, even with a pre-bloat OS and no updates every five minutes fucking up the stability, it'll still lag =/ I don't get that, that with all the technological leaps and bounds we've made, my shit still locks up and chokes on itself trying to resolve all of the conflicting programming [anti-virus vs. virus being a huge contributor but other TSR bullshit, too]. Hoping a dedicated system would at least only do that once a month instead of once a day.
My significant recent, uh, "lifestyle change" is I took the average between "bike" and "veg out on couch" and FINALLY got a pair of rollerblades after wanting them for literally twenty years--which is dating myself a little =/ ["but who else will" LOLOLOLOLpffff] I'm somehow actually second-guessing myself even with THIS, since it's a five-minute ritual PER SKATE getting the things on, only to kill my ankles after five minutes of "skating" [read: rolling down the slight incline in the road and teetering should I try to go faster]. At least a bike is hop on and fall straight off!
I wonder how ice skating was easier--we used to go skating for hours on our vacations to Gatlinburg. Maybe having a dedicated rink helps, vs. worrying about cars coming [and I haven't worked up the interest in walking to the park and going through the ritual there, nor can I skate that far yet].
Anyway, vaguely-relatedly, I mentioned wondering if I should have gotten a hybrid instead of my Cobalt, and Mum tried to assure me that what goes into making current hybrids make them as bad if not worse than the most gas-guzzling SUVs on the market \=' Counter-intuitive, if true, but I guess I can't keep second-guessing my purchase forever. At least let me work up the gumption to buy what I damn well please despite the negative consequences just because I don't give a shit [the "I know damn well smoking is bad for me but I want to do it anyway" argument] instead of trying to balance it with what's practical and not being satisfied from either end of the spectrum.
For instance, I have a compulsion to optimize [however often I don't do it in various other aspects of my life]: If I'm going to save gas, I want the vehicle that saves the MOST gas. However, I don't have a motorcycle [80 MPG!] because 1. I have no balance, 2. it's not going to work for me in inclement weather [and I shouldn't really have a second vehicle, even a small one, taking up space here], 3. my family would collectively have a heart attack [even my ex-daredevil brother], and 4. I'm pretty sure even if I took every precaution to protect myself and minimize risk, etc., the fact that Toby's car hood got flagrantly taken out by an oblivious(?) hit-and-run goes to show that smaller = more likely some asshole in a huge-ass gas-guzzling SUV would just take out me and/or my bike.
But that extra MPG keeps calling to me, even if only in the form of "Why drive to the post office first thing Monday morning like PHB told me to do when I can walk there on the weekend?" and "I don't feel like driving five miles for a gallon of milk, I'll get it when I have a billion other things to get at the same time" kind of stuff. And it's STILL not enough to know that, even though I drive to and from the post office in addition to to and from work, I'm driving less for my current job than for any of my others [minus the crap lab monitoring job I had to take for my crap scholarship in college] because I'm still DRIVING A WHOLE CAR JUST FOR ME [and mail].
I know, it's this irritatingly high bar that just keeps raising. Can't ever be satisfied. That's kind of the nature of extremity and pursuing it. [That reads strangely, but "extremity" is the correct term.]
I don't know what the subject line means. Maybe it's what I feel like. Yeah, there we go.
One solution I've been pondering is to upgrade AGAIN to at least what C has and dedicate that for graphics and/or music--NO INNANETS. Since I have the switch box so I can use my 360 on the same monitor, that wouldn't be difficult to execute, and I would be able to have ONLY Photoshop and Fruity Loops on the dedicated compy, which would then have the absolute minimum of bullshit programming installed on it.
My luck, though, even with a pre-bloat OS and no updates every five minutes fucking up the stability, it'll still lag =/ I don't get that, that with all the technological leaps and bounds we've made, my shit still locks up and chokes on itself trying to resolve all of the conflicting programming [anti-virus vs. virus being a huge contributor but other TSR bullshit, too]. Hoping a dedicated system would at least only do that once a month instead of once a day.
My significant recent, uh, "lifestyle change" is I took the average between "bike" and "veg out on couch" and FINALLY got a pair of rollerblades after wanting them for literally twenty years--which is dating myself a little =/ ["but who else will" LOLOLOLOLpffff] I'm somehow actually second-guessing myself even with THIS, since it's a five-minute ritual PER SKATE getting the things on, only to kill my ankles after five minutes of "skating" [read: rolling down the slight incline in the road and teetering should I try to go faster]. At least a bike is hop on and fall straight off!
I wonder how ice skating was easier--we used to go skating for hours on our vacations to Gatlinburg. Maybe having a dedicated rink helps, vs. worrying about cars coming [and I haven't worked up the interest in walking to the park and going through the ritual there, nor can I skate that far yet].
Anyway, vaguely-relatedly, I mentioned wondering if I should have gotten a hybrid instead of my Cobalt, and Mum tried to assure me that what goes into making current hybrids make them as bad if not worse than the most gas-guzzling SUVs on the market \=' Counter-intuitive, if true, but I guess I can't keep second-guessing my purchase forever. At least let me work up the gumption to buy what I damn well please despite the negative consequences just because I don't give a shit [the "I know damn well smoking is bad for me but I want to do it anyway" argument] instead of trying to balance it with what's practical and not being satisfied from either end of the spectrum.
For instance, I have a compulsion to optimize [however often I don't do it in various other aspects of my life]: If I'm going to save gas, I want the vehicle that saves the MOST gas. However, I don't have a motorcycle [80 MPG!] because 1. I have no balance, 2. it's not going to work for me in inclement weather [and I shouldn't really have a second vehicle, even a small one, taking up space here], 3. my family would collectively have a heart attack [even my ex-daredevil brother], and 4. I'm pretty sure even if I took every precaution to protect myself and minimize risk, etc., the fact that Toby's car hood got flagrantly taken out by an oblivious(?) hit-and-run goes to show that smaller = more likely some asshole in a huge-ass gas-guzzling SUV would just take out me and/or my bike.
But that extra MPG keeps calling to me, even if only in the form of "Why drive to the post office first thing Monday morning like PHB told me to do when I can walk there on the weekend?" and "I don't feel like driving five miles for a gallon of milk, I'll get it when I have a billion other things to get at the same time" kind of stuff. And it's STILL not enough to know that, even though I drive to and from the post office in addition to to and from work, I'm driving less for my current job than for any of my others [minus the crap lab monitoring job I had to take for my crap scholarship in college] because I'm still DRIVING A WHOLE CAR JUST FOR ME [and mail].
I know, it's this irritatingly high bar that just keeps raising. Can't ever be satisfied. That's kind of the nature of extremity and pursuing it. [That reads strangely, but "extremity" is the correct term.]
I don't know what the subject line means. Maybe it's what I feel like. Yeah, there we go.