Techno Freak(Out)

This past Sunday night my computer died. I rebooted, restarted and did all the tricks I saw the Asian IT guy in my old office do, but nothing worked. The screen said something to the effect of "insert original operating software and select 'fix my computer'". However, after tearing apart my apartment for about two hours, it became apparent to me that the aforementioned software was nowhere to be found. The next day I dutifully drove to the Best Buy in town, purchased the necessary software, installed it and now everything is back to normal. Hence a new blog entry.

The point of this blog isn't to talk about my home computer repair skills or the exorbitant amount of money Bill Gates is charging for copies of Vista. Instead, it's the semi-minor panic attack I had when my computer crashed. I freaked. My mind was reeling all night thinking about the important files, music, data, etc. that might be lost. But more importantly, I freaked out because I wasn't online. I realize that South Park did an excellent treatment of this very topic with their episode where the Internet goes out, but it was not until I personally lost all computing and internet access that the issue became crystalline.

I was without computing power and the interwebs for roughly 20 hours from the time my computer crashed on Sunday night to me getting things back up and running. Granted I have a blackberry so I was technically still getting my emails, but it was still blatantly obvious that either a) I spend entirely way too much time on my computer or b) I'm in love with it. My sincere hope is that it is the latter and not the former.

It's Day 58 since I lost my job and I need to get out of the house. I wish I had gotten laid off in the summer time.