January 16, 2003 + 12:22 am
listening to: shane macgowan - the snake.
currently reading: porno by irvine welsh.
mood: annoyed to high heaven.

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operating system not found. fuck hewlett packard in the mouth.

i am sitting here, typing on my beloved and (more importantly) *reliable* DELL laptop, next to my broken down, piece of shit, dinosaur of an HP pavilion. the freakin' thing is actually ummmmmm, only 2 years old? and when i try to boot up i get OPERATING SYSTEM NOT FOUND. lovely. let's see what tech support has to say. i know what i have to say to them: dude, i'm getting a dell. in fact, i am tempted to email DELL and tell them about my scenario..... it would make a great ad for them. girl unplugs the phone line from the HP desktop to plug into the DELL notebook, only to get online and write HP customer support...... with the two sitting side by side on the desk.

i did a yahoo search for "operating system not found HP" and i find that i am not the only disgruntled HP customer. it seems that HP pavilions have quite the reputation for their hard drives just quitting, no notice, no alerts. just walking off the job. and need to be replaced. like i have time for that.

i have bought three - THREE!! - brand new computers in the past 5 years and the only one that is still holding up is the dell. the other two are just taking up way too much space in both my spare bedroom and the backroom of my store, taunting me with their cost-ineffectiveness. fuck ACER. and fuck HP.

and did i mention my alarm clock just decided to stop working earlier tonight when i unplugged it to move it over to the other side of the room? yep, my sharper image dream machine. my "cadillac of alarm clocks". with the dual alarm (i need two) and sound soother feature (that i've never once used) and cd option so i can wake up on the "right side of the bed" (although that never truly happens) with flogging molly. (i am, admittedly, a gadget whore. i book hotel rooms based on the fact that they have BOSE sound wave alarm clocks. i can't help it. you should SEE me in the electronics department at best buy... that is, if you can drag me away from the stainless steel refrigerators. i pet them, as though trying to seduce one to come home with me. i need help.) so now it's all jacked up with every digit on the LCD stuck on permanant display. the time is 88:88. it is simultaneously monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday, and sunday. fuck modern technology. how the hell am i gonna get up tomorrow?? maybe it's a sign that i just shouldn't.

- borntokill x

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