Despite confusing communications from Sony Europe's customer service division, my shiny new laptop arrived today. My evening has gone on moving my files around, and peering in a baffled way into corners for in the hopes of turning up my old Microsoft Word 2003 CD, which I know I had just a few months ago. (So far, it hasn't turned up. Though I did unearth a box of floppies from ten years ago...) I got distracted moving my pictures over, and wandered down memory lane into the old fields of nostalgia.
I'm still moving my music. This may take all night.
Preliminary verdict on the new machine: it's shiny. It runs a lot faster than the old one. Windows 7 seems much less an awkward piece of shit than Windows Vista. I'm not in love with the trackpad or the click mechanism, but I imagine I'll either grow accustomed or get a mouse.
It also seems that the problems I had playing audio files on the old machine are related to the old machine, not the files themselves. I suspect the fact that the old machine overheats like a pyromaniac on speed has a lot to do with it.
(I hope I find my MSW 2003 CD soon. OpenOffice refuses to download, and I hate post-2007 Word with the fiery hate of a thousand suns. It is the most irritating counter-intuitive thing on earth.)
This is the fifth day post-worst-of-cold, and my energy is still really low. I mean, really. I mean, just going to town to run a single errand today was exhausting, and I'm tired enough now that wrestling with software makes me want to cry.
I'm still moving my music. This may take all night.
Preliminary verdict on the new machine: it's shiny. It runs a lot faster than the old one. Windows 7 seems much less an awkward piece of shit than Windows Vista. I'm not in love with the trackpad or the click mechanism, but I imagine I'll either grow accustomed or get a mouse.
It also seems that the problems I had playing audio files on the old machine are related to the old machine, not the files themselves. I suspect the fact that the old machine overheats like a pyromaniac on speed has a lot to do with it.
(I hope I find my MSW 2003 CD soon. OpenOffice refuses to download, and I hate post-2007 Word with the fiery hate of a thousand suns. It is the most irritating counter-intuitive thing on earth.)
This is the fifth day post-worst-of-cold, and my energy is still really low. I mean, really. I mean, just going to town to run a single errand today was exhausting, and I'm tired enough now that wrestling with software makes me want to cry.