Just Call Me Dr. Death

I have successfully killed dead one laptop and two desktop computers this year alone. I've left 3 other laptops in my wake. I may be forgetting some.

I'm so fed the fuck up with technology I want to cry. We can put a man on the fucking moon and make a Chevy last for 65 years. God forbid we create a computer that doesn't fail after 2. Thanks, capitalism.

So aside from a dead desktop (which functioned as my main computer after I killed my laptop a few months ago), my wireless router fried after a power surge. My dad, aka the life saver, gave me the one I'm using now, which travels at the speed of sludge. But it's better than nothing. As is the 10 year old laptop I'm currently using.

Thing is I can do 98% of my internet stuff on my iPod Touch. Except blog. And graphic design. The Touch didn't come with a CD-Rom to install that software. Well, I guess technically I can blog on the iTouch but I can't link anything, I can't load pictures, I can't really format. Basically I can't do anything worthwhile. So this stone tablet will have to do.

I can feel a migraine coming on. Or my brain's just on the verge of oozing out of my ears.

I may just have to break down and go out and buy a Mac. I can't fucking take it anymore. I'm up to like 7 dead computers in just as many years. Obviously it's time to upgrade and from what I've heard, Mac's don't have these problems. I just really hate the Apple store at my local mall. It's ridiculous.

I was planning on posting an Added to the Pile but that's going to have to wait until tomorrow. Right now I need to go drink myself into a stupor. Excuse me.