Sep 13, 2008 01:23
My desktop computer remains Fucked, but I'm making progress on backing things up. Unfortunately the only thing I've really got left to do is the music folder, which is about 10 gigabytes. I can probably whittle that down if I figure out what CDs I've actually got here, or what I don't actually care about saving. After that, though, I'm pretty much in the clear, though I've got a few worrisome things lurking around - I can't remember how I installed Paintshop Pro since I can't find a disc, and I don't remember how I got McAfee either. Nor am I sure where my Office CDs are lurking. Assuming I can reformat everything and get Windows going again, in theory at least that should be the end of the problem, though I'll be scanning all those backups thoroughly and suspiciously. Of course, I'm not sure what to do if someone does crop up on the backups. Hmm.
Apart from that, I'm back in Leeds, again, and loathing it, already. The ALEA casino has opened and, at least this Friday night, celebrated that fact by pouring music and searchlights into the night (if this continues, I will actually be taking action; I wouldn't be surprised if other residents already have, especially the ones actually overlooking the casino. What jackass thought it'd be a good idea to put a casino in a residential block?). I'm also already pissed off with the university, for their (still) broken website preventing me from sorting out my modules, the rip-off exam fees, and as usual, my department failing to notify me of upcoming meetings and important deadlines.
I can't believe the whole post-Republican convention news cycle. Sarah Palin, the astonishing lies in McCain's new ads... it's madness. When I saw who he'd picked as VP, I thought that was it, it was over, but oh no... I find each day of news more and more unbelievable, and I'm no longer confident Obama has it won. On the other hand, the crashing financial markets mean my money is no longer so good in America, so maybe I don't care anymore. At least it makes for a more interesting plot than the frankly embarassing state of British politics.
Tomorrow I'm doing the Pass Plus driving thing, starting at 9am (why the hell did I agree to that?) in one five or six hour chunk (why didn't I split it up?)