Trouble

Whenever the opportunity to speak of the troubles that plague my Apple products arises, I rebuff. Not any more. Because I could no longer stand to see the little red 1 attached to the AppStore icon any longer, I installed an unworthwhile update to the PegGame. After the install, all of my apps on my third page would crash whenever I tried to open them. Resetting the iPhone and resyncing it several times would seem to do the trick only occasionally and only for a few apps and not the others. Since this problem only seemed to be affecting the third page, I deleted all the apps on that page because I knew I had them backed up on my computer. Upon resyncing, an iTunes error messages alerted me it could not install the video I purchased of Lykke Li’s “Little Bit” because this computer (my MacBook Air) had not been authorized to play it. Um, I bought the video on this computer and it’s an authorized machine. So I found the video in the library and played it only to be asked for my password so I could authorize this computer. I went through the rigamarol of entering my password, authorizing, deauthorizing, restarting, etc., without avail. Now it’s telling me that Loopt has been removed from both my iPhone and my computer because there was an error installing it. I’m a little beyond annoyed right now.

When Old Age meets the Age of Technology

I’ve just spent the past 45 minutes typing a detailed how-to (complete with screencaps) on how to use Excel and attaching the spreadsheet to an email in Apple Mail for my 76 year old grandma. After aaaaalll that hullabaloo, I asked her to read through the how-to and construct a spreedsheet and email me for practice. The entire time she kept stopping me and asking simple questions like where the attach button is where the email addresses go. I’d have more patience with these things if this written how-to didn’t follow five hour tutorial sessions and a how-to video (all by me).

Chop chop!

I’m halfway moved out of my old cubicle and into my new office. Just waiting on the guy who was in it before me to get the rest of his stuff out of the drawers and cabinets. I’d love more than anything to just pack up his stuff and set it in the reception area for him to come and pick up so I can fully move in, but I don’t want to go through his things and then later be asked if I know where something is that was in such and such drawer but he now can’t find.

It feels like a faculty office.

Dude. Fuck. I don’t want to hear your phone vibrate. The sound is almost as piercingly annoying as a song ringtone (which I have, by the way). iPhone’s do not vibrate stupid loud like Blackberrys do—wait, is it Blackberrys or Blackberries?—anyhow, it’s annoying. The vibrate function should be used to alert the user of an incoming call/message somesthetically, not aurally. If I can HEAR your phone vibrating, you’re doing it wrong.

So I was just sitting here, reading newsmap and minding my own business when I was again reminded why I hate where my desk is. I can see the reflection in my computer screen and in the partial glass partition in front of me of the (many) people who pass behind my desk. It’s like having someone stand over you while you work. Anyhow, this most recent reminder occurred a moment ago when some guy walked by and looked at my desk (and from the sweeping gesture the reflection of his head made, my entire workstation) and muttered, “Apple.” Ok …..

I know I know, get over it.

allgrownsup:

I always hate it when other people bitch about it, but it really is extremely annoying when you blog something and then weeks later someone else blogs the exact same thing and then it gets re-blogged a zillion times from them, meanwhile your original post is still sitting there all lonely and bored.

Wow I was thinking the same exact thing this morning when this appeared in my dashboard having been reblogged 9 times already while this hasn’t. Oh well.

Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! Ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok, one of my biggest pet peeves (I have so many!) is when people continuously say “uh huh uh huh” when they’re listening to someone. There’s someone in my office right now on the phone and all she says is “Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh”. If someone took my blood pressure right now, they’d think I’m having a stroke. Seriously! Must you???? Just listen. Don’t make listening noises! But she does, though, everytime she’s on the phone for any extended period of time. She’s been on the phone for 45 minutes and all she’s been saying is “uh huh uh huh uh huh oooooh uh huh uh huh oooooh”. Not as an occasional interjection, mind you, but as a continuous, mind-numbing, repetitive stream of uh huh. Madness.

Summer, You Rob Me

(via Good Ol’ Country Mouse)

All of my favorite shows have left for summer vacation. Don’t they realize I haven’t gone on vacation and need something to watch as I’m working out?!? Monday nights were for “Gossip Girl”. Nothing made those 10 miles go by faster than watching Chuck Bass ease his way into early BBS. Tuesdays have been empty since “The Biggest Loser” concluded, but Wednesday would make up for it when “America’s Next Top Model” would come on. Of course “Survivor” on Thursday would increase the adrenaline and I always managed to shave two minutes off my 10 mile. Nothing good ever came on Friday nights except for “Providence”, and that’s been cancelled for some time now. I would instead watch “The Tudors” on demand, but now that their season is ending this Sunday, I won’t even be able to do that anymore.

On the up side, “Mad Men” is returning in July (So. Far. Away!) and “My Boys” is coming back even sooner … early June maybe? Also I think they’re bringing back “The Mole”, but I don’t know how I’ll feel about it without Anderson Cooper at the helm. Blah, Summer. Just … blah!

Misquoted

The other day my friend sends me a text asking if she could use a quote I said of her a while ago that she had just found. I asked her what the quote was, but she said it was too long for text and she would show me later. I didn’t even ask her what it was for because she was also asking about resume stuff so I assumed it was for a cover letter or something … who knows. Anyhow, I said I’m sure it was fine.

I hate to say that I’m regretting approving the use of this quote I supposedly said, but I do. On a lark I went to her MySpace account and it was on her About Me section listed amongst quotes from other people about her.

Here’s what I (allegedly) said:

“The multinomer social genius can get along with just about anyone. She’s hard working and dedicated. Doesn’t give up quickly. Very determined, all the things I wish I was… while it’s probably clear to those who know her very well that she has strong opinions about things such as politics and religion, she’s open minded enough to not let that get in the way of making friends and having fun…”

Firstly, I don’t even know what a “multinomer” is. Secondly, I would never say someone was something I wished I was, especially determined. And lastly, it doesn’t make sense. What was I trying to say with that quote? That she’s friendly and sociable? I don’t get it. Honestly though, I may have actually said this, but most likely when I had just returned from Moscow and summer classes were precipitating the end of my Russian buzz.

Update: I think I was using “misnomer” to point out that she goes by several names … her first name and a derivative of her middle name. Something tells me that where the ellipses is goes something like this “all the things I wish I was, and actually am but am too hungover to realize”.