![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogAnd on the 1557th day, the laptop rested. At least its monitor did. For weeks, the lid has been refusing to close since the left hinge got jostled by something, and in the process of trying to kludge it, I made things worse and now there's a nasty couple of exposed wires and some teeny tiny screws hanging out in the air.
Pretty, huh? The screen, if it displays at all, renders an image with is short, grainy and half dark.
This is entirely consistent with a February which, after three schooldays and a nationally televised blackout, is definitely in need of a visit to the principal's office.
The solution, for now? That goofy extra monitor, which has been in Emily's room with an old XP tower since November, which we've used occasionally to watch movies and a bit more so for running XP-compatible programs that Vista doesn't like to play with. Everything else on the laptop seems to work- well, other than the occasional wonky key, and the battery-mode power (not an issue when you're not taking it anywhere). The only issue for the component between the chair and keyboard is how I've got to angle myself in order to use the laptop keyboard with the external monitor:
Already I can feel the crick in my neck starting to form when I go at typing for any extended length of time. I will give it a few days until my next scheduled visit to Guruland at the end of the week; all my essential data's now backed up onto an external drive, and it's actually better in one respect: Moochy the Cat really doesn't have a spot to perch here while I'm typing ::grins evilly::
The other bright side is that I think it's disabled the camera atop the monitor, so I'll never become an accidental Skyper;)
And yes, it's probable that there will be a new (or at least newer) laptop in the near future. If we ever push through this damn refi, I could do it the next day, but every week that goes by with them holding it up is another full mortgage payment at the old higher rate, and the BS they're holding it for is just ludicrous. An accountant friend very kindly wrote a letter proving that I exist; they rejected it because it didn't say that I exist today, and where I exist. They also turned down a copy of my 2012 business tax schedule (which, essentially, is a profit and loss statement), and asked for a profit and loss statement. Which, uckfupped computer and all, I generated in about 20 minutes by cutting and pasting lines from the tax return into a spreadsheet. Same data, same bottom line, different label.
May the executives of Countrywide rot in hell.
Pretty, huh? The screen, if it displays at all, renders an image with is short, grainy and half dark.
This is entirely consistent with a February which, after three schooldays and a nationally televised blackout, is definitely in need of a visit to the principal's office.
The solution, for now? That goofy extra monitor, which has been in Emily's room with an old XP tower since November, which we've used occasionally to watch movies and a bit more so for running XP-compatible programs that Vista doesn't like to play with. Everything else on the laptop seems to work- well, other than the occasional wonky key, and the battery-mode power (not an issue when you're not taking it anywhere). The only issue for the component between the chair and keyboard is how I've got to angle myself in order to use the laptop keyboard with the external monitor:
Already I can feel the crick in my neck starting to form when I go at typing for any extended length of time. I will give it a few days until my next scheduled visit to Guruland at the end of the week; all my essential data's now backed up onto an external drive, and it's actually better in one respect: Moochy the Cat really doesn't have a spot to perch here while I'm typing ::grins evilly::
The other bright side is that I think it's disabled the camera atop the monitor, so I'll never become an accidental Skyper;)
And yes, it's probable that there will be a new (or at least newer) laptop in the near future. If we ever push through this damn refi, I could do it the next day, but every week that goes by with them holding it up is another full mortgage payment at the old higher rate, and the BS they're holding it for is just ludicrous. An accountant friend very kindly wrote a letter proving that I exist; they rejected it because it didn't say that I exist today, and where I exist. They also turned down a copy of my 2012 business tax schedule (which, essentially, is a profit and loss statement), and asked for a profit and loss statement. Which, uckfupped computer and all, I generated in about 20 minutes by cutting and pasting lines from the tax return into a spreadsheet. Same data, same bottom line, different label.
May the executives of Countrywide rot in hell.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2013-02-06 12:30 am (UTC)So why do you have to prove that you exist?