Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Hours of Night Driving

I've got my permit so I can drive, and yeah I guess everyone was asleep so I was for the most part not monitored, we survived so that's good.

Driving is hecka like life. Speed, checking down the road, all that. And I picked up on it quickly enough??

Monday, July 30, 2018

How the Alternative Means Work

The desktop's black. The only file on it is the recycle bin, which appears empty. (If you actually attempt clicking on it you get an error message.) The windows key and buttons on the task bar don't work.

I'm not sure when the computer problems started or anything, but I know they'd been waiting for me to come back and see what I could do to fix it, or find a way around it. But, not sure how long they'd been waiting, like I said. Turning it off and on again didn't work.

Here's the workaround I discovered: ctrl+alt+del takes you to the security options screen. I opened up task manager, then from task manager go to file → run new task. There's a checkbox there that allows you to create the task with administrative privileges; you have to have that clicked or else it won't work. You can type the directory, if you know the exact filepath... or you can just click browse, and search for your program that way. 

I opened up Steam, and League. They opened, but wouldn't work, because the network was down... Here's where Alex came in: he turned it off and on again. Or rather, unplugged and replugged the network cable to the computer, a phone line that runs from our modem into the computer through a USB adapter (which we got for a completely unrelated purpose, though it didn't work for that, and that problem resolved itself.)

Alex could log into his League account and play (and win) a game. The last he played before today was January of 2016, which was before I even started playing.

I haven't played any League in months yet still, but I have logged into my Overwatch (we got Battlenet to start by opening up the Hearthstone installer in the task manager.) I feel like Rip Van Winkle, so much has changed since I last played it's surreal.

Sunday, July 22, 2018

719320

None of the blogs on Mom's blog's blog sidebar have updated in DAYS, so I figured I'd break the trend. Driving me nuts. 719320, that's the security code I had to enter in since Google didn't recognize this computer when I signed in. Dad's Chromebook. Working on tomorrow's issues of the newsletter Dad and I write/edit up here at Camp Fleischmann.

So I've been up here over a month, and will be back home in a week. I'm not as stircrazy to finally get to play video games again, as I had been a few weeks ago. But it would be nice.

Plans for when I'm home? Well, most of them revolved around computer stuff, specifically access to this account that I'm on now, dumping all the ideas I've had up here into their appropriate Google Docs and editing them around so that everything fits more-or-less cohesively. Some of the ideas fit more smoothly than others, I would think, but we'll see.

Alex has Scythe by now, play that. He should have Isle of Dogs by now as well, since it's out?

Also! Meaning to watch/rewatch the following shows if I can squeeze them in: LOST, Babylon 5, a small handful of anime I think.

As far as actual productive things go, like, having any money at all, there's plans for that. Acquiring the money, that's a different story, but I do plan on having it somehow. I've got a driver's permit now (also an ATV permit); maybe it would have something to do with that?

But I don't really know.

There's an article on TOR.com about mental illness/neurodiversity as reflected in the Stormlight Archive. It's pretty long, and's got spoilers, obviously, but it's pretty interesting too, if you're interested by that sort of thing.

https://www.tor.com/2018/06/05/ideal-heroes-mental-illness-in-brandon-sandersons-stormlight-archive/ 

There's a line in there about how incredible it is for this woman to have a whole year ahead planned out, and yeah, I don't even have two weeks planned out, after this. I have a handful of things I need done. I need to suspend my Patreon payments again, as I'm one half a payment away from being bone dry. The last four or five jobs I agreed to, thinking I'd earn money off of them, have yielded no money (maybe some portfolio/resume stuffing? (dang I really should get a LinkedIn like they told me to at school, shouldn't I, though I'm probably going to neglect it just as well as I neglect all of my other social media accounts.)) 

At least I've got four years of college under my belt and zero monetary debt-- such a stunt these days that it's worth a (monetary?) prize unto itself. But I don't know. Don't know much at all.

There's this weird thing where it's like I'm only capable of thinking about myself, but only capable of acting for others.