Diary of an up and coming sociopath

Jsh and I spent the better part of the last two hours trying to restore functionality to this PC after the graphics card died and then, in a fit of resetting when I was testing the replacement, I managed to corrupt a necessary startup file. We eventually fixed it using a really excellent compilation DVD Al found that’s bootable and stacked with utilities and operating systems the likes of which are obscene. It’s like the Jesus of all startup disks.

So, Ian will no doubt be pleased to learn that the geforce he loaned me around 2 years ago has crapped out. It’s not like I even abused it, it just stoped working. I should’ve realised something was up after all the tearing and texture corruption, but I assumed that was a symptom of the game rather than the hardware. Ah well. I’m currently running on Nikki’s old GeFOrce 2 and in the mean time, my determination to get a new PC has increased.

This weekend we went back home for a couple of days. It seemed like a good time to do it, given how long it’ll be before the next opportunity arises. I was asked by 4 seperate people to fix 5 different TVs but in the rush to fit all my business in I only managed to do 3, and one of those was unfixable. Not a bad rate though. I sorted out some stuff with Dad about the program I’m doing for his company, and possibly a website too, and then had dinner at Nan’s. Everyone seemed to take great delight in the fact that I’m going to Tenerife, though some for different reasons than others.

On the way back home, Nikki and I picked up my Generation X comics from the post office, and I read a bunch of them over the course of the weekend. Given the overall quality of comics at the time, they’re damn good. I had intended to do some examining of this week’s comics tonight but the knackered PC scuppered that. I’ll have to do them tomorrow now, which concerns me deeply because I don’t like doing them too close together. Yet somehow, I’ll find a way…