Almost Kitten Time!
I felt the compulsion to post this conversation that I had yesterday. Names have been changed, not to protect anyone’s identity but to safe on space and to make it easy to read, for the two people who regularly check this out. All spelling and punctuation mistakes have been corrected before being posted here. Hopefully all, anyway.
The person I’m conversing with has never, to the best of my knowledge, posted anything on this blog. And I don’t think that’s about to change after this.
Them: there’s a cat under my desk!
Me: ok
Them: it surprised me
Me: well, it would. my cat has the tendency to do the same – surprise me, and also plonk herself under, or behind, my desk
Me: dull info, I know
Them: if it’s been rewiring my hi-fi there’ll be heck to pay
Me: cos cats are expert electricians
Them: hehe
Me: tis why they don’t like water
Them: my hi-fi is very fragile
Them: :-p
Me: mentally fragile?
Them: the satellite speakers are just carefully locked in place, the antenna’s held there by blu-tac :-p
Me: ahh. I thought it might have been on the cusp of mental collapse, mine often is
Them: lol
Them: it’s under my bed now… I don’t know what the hell it’s up to but it’s acting weird
Me: cats do that
Me: stroke it, it might do something even stranger!
Them: It came to see me for a while, then it went to sniff something in the corner for a bit, then it attacked my curtains and pissed about in the window for a while, then came back to me then went under the bed
Me: yup, sounds totally normal cat behaviour to me
Them: Now I think it’s drilling!
Me: yay!!
Them: weird bloody cat
Me: all cats are bloody weird, it’s in their job description
Them: I opened the door so it could get out but it won’t leave! It’s like an annoying relative
Me: at least it doesn’t jump up and down all over you, slobber in a very disgusting manner and chew everything in sight to death
Me: that would be my brother, obviously 
-Bea Whale
Arses!
I did something very, very stupid.
I deleted the partition before I deleted the incompletely installed OS.
Fucked things up completely for myself.
So I reinstalled Windows, the reboot/restart/whatever thingy.
Then, everything stopped at the log-on/welcome screen. It just wouldn’t let me get into Windows. So I repeated my earlier actions of reinstalling Windows.
By the second time around of doing this, when I’d reached attempting to reinstall all my programs, the whole cd-rom drive wouldn’t work, so I went through the painful process all again.
A very strange weekend, it has to said.
Please, don’t tell me about any way that I could’ve saved all that lost data. I know I should have backed things up, but I didn’t. Learnt my lesson though. Kinda painful one.
Other lesson learnt: Be happy with Windows as it is. Or just learn to put up with it.
-Bea Whale
Tags: Windows, partitions
A scary 24(ish) hours
…But not scary in the sense that “I’m Famous & I’m Frightened!” was. And that wasn’t scary for the reasons it was meant to be. The memory of Rusty Lee’s laugh terrified me more than anything to do with the “ghosts”.
The What If…? Department of my brain got a little carried away with itself. It’s still working slightly too hard even now. It sought the advice of the: -
Fact Department
We Just Know These Things!
But Don’t Ask How, cos we probably don’t remember.
Now, a wee bit of knowledge coupled with something happening (or not happening, as it would have been) is a dangerous thing. It can lead to sleepless nights. Although thankfully not on this occasion, despite me wishing it so.
Strange thing to desire: lack of sleep and a certain amount of suffering, but it’s far easier to deal with than the alternative, so I’m quite happy.
I totally understand that this won’t make sense to anybody, unless you have any comprehension of how my brain works, and there aren’t many who can say that and mean it.
-Bea Whale
Tags: neuroses
