What a bloody nightmare i have had for the past two weeks.
We have changed our Broadband provider and inturn have had all our email accounts wiped by them before switching over. The Bastards!!!!!!!I lost all my passwords for my computer and have had to rely on memory to get anything done.
My blogs have been on stop because of this as blogger would not give me my details as i couldn't remeber my email details. AAAAAArrrrgghhhhhhhhhhh.
Today i finally found a six month old email from them confirming my registration to blogspot and managed to get my account back up. So i'm posting all the blogs that i have been keeping since christmas.
Post Christmas Hangover.
Yes - i had an ipod for christmas.
No - it wasn't the ipod touch.
Yes - i threw a paddy.
No - my missus wasn't amused.
Yes i felt a royal t*** for sulking about it after.
After my initial paddy i started using the ipod and realised it wasn't such a bad thing after all. No it dosn't have a snazzy touch screen and it dosnt have the shake interface either, but it does have a whopping 180 gig of storage which means i can fill it with my Pink Floyd collection and backup my 2 pc's and still have enough room to port my uni work back and fore.
So my initial sulk was a bit pointless really.......What a tit then.
The Lecture.
Photoshop has always baffled me. I spent today moving a carrot around the monitor to make a veggie face. Then i moved a broccoli. Then i moved a tomato.
I ended up with a face that looks like my mother in law on a good day. I hope then that photoshop isn't entirely vegeatable based as i will be majorly bored in the future.
The tutorial.
I had to miss the tutorial this week due to a doctors appointment with my daughter therefore i am going to talk about my misdemeanor with my lost passwords.
The computer and multimedia revolution is brilliant, wonderful, amazing etc, but i found out this week a harsh reality.
If the user is a complete idiot then computers and multimedia are about as much use as a fart in a spacesuit.
I am constantly being asked to change my password for security reasons - which i do. Then i cant remeber the passwords. So i write them down somewhere. So whats the point of having a password then if i have to write it somewhere? So i leave an backdoor for someone to find them and hack my accounts.
My point is that the multimedia IT. revolution is great for all the good things it gives us, but due to information theft it can all go horribly wrong.
The reflection.
I have had eye surgery, knee surgery, dental surgery, limb surgery. One thing i cant fix though is my memory. My computer and all its add ons are fine - as long as i can remember how to use them. Thats the hard part.
For me it is one of the most frustrating things in life when i can't remember something vital.
I forget names, places, dates, meetings, birthdays, and other inportant things all the time. I was given a diary. I forgot where i put it.
I have even forgotten where i have parked my car in the past. After an hour of angry remonstrating to the car park manager it turned out that i was in the wrong car park building altogethor!!!
My car was in the NCP car park. I was throwing a fit in the next building across.
What a knob!
I won't forget that one in a hurry.
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