technofear
Can anyone point me to an iMac G4/1.33G that needs a hard drive, optical drive, Airport card, and RAM? In attempting, yet again, to replace the hard drive in the laptop I got from work (since my dear friend Dave actually bought me a new hard drive for that purpose), I put the wrong screws into the case in front of the DVD drive... which means that I could have a decent functional computer BUT without a useable on-board optical drive. Which - with a blank HD - means that it's FUCKING USELESS. Except that EVERYTHING WORKS except for the CASE.
I want to rip out the throat of something living. Well, no, I don't. I just want a working laptop. I did everything I could to make this happen without having to buy another one, when everything about the machine works except one part. Which... seemed completely simple to replace by myself, without knowing that you have to remove a total of 45 nearly-identical (and yet, extremely specialized) screws and take the machine almost completely apart to get to that one component. I knew I should have actually made little labels for each section of screw, and kept them all together in strict groupings so that I wouldn't lose any, and I wouldn't put the wrong screw into the wrong hole, since almost all of them look the same, but today I didn't do that; I thought just putting the screws into neat little piles in their own compartments in a "palette"-type container would be enough. But it wasn't. The screws looked right to me, but they're much too long, and now in trying to remove them, I've stripped the heads - using the same screwdriver as I used to put them in in the first place.
I've put 48 hours of work into fixing this computer. I'm exhausted and depressed. I want to cry.
OH FUCK IT ALL ANYWAY. I can't stand this anymore. (But all those completely operational parts, and it was going to be such a tasty, excellent computer when the hard drive was done.. and I just bought a FireWire cable today... ugh, it makes me feel physically sick. One little mistake wrecks a thousand dollars of equipment. I find it very hard to forgive myself for something like this. So much time and energy wasted.)
So perhaps tomorrow I get to take a trip to some computer store or other to drop most of my savings on something that works. Sometimes I really, really hate being an internet addict; that's all it is. If all I wanted to do was word-processing, I'd be fine. But after having bought a TV show from the iTunes store because I missed it, only to find that none of my computers is fast enough to actually display the video, makes me want to fucking kill. (Is there a system requirement anywhere on Apple's site that tells you the minimum system needed to show a video bought from them. OF COURSE NOT. You buy it and it doesn't work, and they cackle and rub their hands together, knowing they've just played a sucker once again.)
Hey, that's my day off in a nutshell... sleep in, wander around looking for stuff, and then fuck up and waste hours on a stupid mistake. Yay. At least I don't have to write the damn wovel tonight on top of all of that (like the last six weekends in a row). Still... argh. I'm so fucking pissed right now.
I want to rip out the throat of something living. Well, no, I don't. I just want a working laptop. I did everything I could to make this happen without having to buy another one, when everything about the machine works except one part. Which... seemed completely simple to replace by myself, without knowing that you have to remove a total of 45 nearly-identical (and yet, extremely specialized) screws and take the machine almost completely apart to get to that one component. I knew I should have actually made little labels for each section of screw, and kept them all together in strict groupings so that I wouldn't lose any, and I wouldn't put the wrong screw into the wrong hole, since almost all of them look the same, but today I didn't do that; I thought just putting the screws into neat little piles in their own compartments in a "palette"-type container would be enough. But it wasn't. The screws looked right to me, but they're much too long, and now in trying to remove them, I've stripped the heads - using the same screwdriver as I used to put them in in the first place.
I've put 48 hours of work into fixing this computer. I'm exhausted and depressed. I want to cry.
OH FUCK IT ALL ANYWAY. I can't stand this anymore. (But all those completely operational parts, and it was going to be such a tasty, excellent computer when the hard drive was done.. and I just bought a FireWire cable today... ugh, it makes me feel physically sick. One little mistake wrecks a thousand dollars of equipment. I find it very hard to forgive myself for something like this. So much time and energy wasted.)
So perhaps tomorrow I get to take a trip to some computer store or other to drop most of my savings on something that works. Sometimes I really, really hate being an internet addict; that's all it is. If all I wanted to do was word-processing, I'd be fine. But after having bought a TV show from the iTunes store because I missed it, only to find that none of my computers is fast enough to actually display the video, makes me want to fucking kill. (Is there a system requirement anywhere on Apple's site that tells you the minimum system needed to show a video bought from them. OF COURSE NOT. You buy it and it doesn't work, and they cackle and rub their hands together, knowing they've just played a sucker once again.)
Hey, that's my day off in a nutshell... sleep in, wander around looking for stuff, and then fuck up and waste hours on a stupid mistake. Yay. At least I don't have to write the damn wovel tonight on top of all of that (like the last six weekends in a row). Still... argh. I'm so fucking pissed right now.