What Fresh Fuckery Is This?
I don't usually drop the F-bomb, well I do, just not publicly. Today is sort of special. It could have something to do with the fact that I live in the frozen tundra of Upstate New York and have been snowed in.
It could have something to do with being a recent widow or that I haven't been laid in two years, which might not be a big deal to some women, but it's a huge deal to me. When you've been married to a man who's voice alone makes your toes curl, it kind of sucks big time. It also sucks that I can't think of one man I would want to hit the sheets with, I mean other than Sam Elliott, and he's kind of out of my league. By the way, Bill always knew I sort of had a thing for Sam. Hell, his voice can make your panties fall off.
My main issue, the thing that launched me into Bitch Mode, is my laptop. Now I love my Toshiba. It's always my first choice when shopping for a new pc, but it's developed a quirk that is quickly becoming so frustrating I may have to fix it myself, with a hammer and a chisel. And yes, I have the technology to do this even though it would be hard to find someone more challenged in that department than I. Note to reader: Today would not be a good time to question my grammar.
In any case, this laptop now has a black and red screen that keeps popping up telling me to restart so some update can be installed.
What up date? I ask.
Well, that's a surprise. There are no identifying factors on this screen and at first I was pretty cooperative, being the sweet, well-behaved lady I usually am.
Okay, I'll play your little game, go ahead and update me.
Apparently that was the wrong choice as now that screen appears many times a day. I can click 'remind me later'. That worked for a while. I can also close the screen with the red X in the corner, but it always comes back, annoying the hell of me like those men on Facebook who friend you and then are too ignorant to under stand that I write FICTION and have no real interest in being spanked by a TOTAL STRANGER! Ugh.
Unfortunately, I cannot delete the little box from my friend list, banishing it forever.
I've tried everything. If I left-click, there is no source to identify where it's from. I cannot do system restore. It has never worked on this pc, not from day one and I don't know why. I've even shut off my anti-virus, which is Bit-defender and has always been good to me. System restore will not restore, period.
I uninstalled the Adobe update that came just before this issue started and that didn't work either.
Now I am losing work, which is not acceptable. If I close the box and ignore it, at some point it will pop up and apparently it's connected to a keystroke of some mysterious letter, for it will restart me in the blink of an eye without my consent. I do not like trying to rewrite what I've already written. It's almost never as good as the first time.
Word is now set to save my work every two minutes automatically, but it's amazing how much dialogue you can lose in 1:59 if it kicks in at the last second.
This is so pissing me off! I am considering buying a new pc, but I really like this one, even though I've worn some of the letters off the keys. Another thing is I don't really want Windows 10. I am a creature of habit and I like my Windows 8.1. Windows 10 if full of constant ads streaming in the background and I pay for my internet by the gigabyte. No, I don't want 10.
So, in the hopes that this is or has happened to someone else I am posting a picture of my tormentor.
If anyone has any suggestions, I'd be happy to hear them. I really don't want to take the bitch outside and shoot it, but the next time it steals my work I may have to take drastic measures. I hate to shoot it in the house. It would scare the children and I don't want to shatter the pink elephant bank Bill bought me. Beside it would mean getting dressed and putting my boots on, which I buy every year but never wear. Lifelong New Yorker's get through the winter in a hoodie and sneakers.
This page, Stevie Spouts Off, will be reserved for my rants and raves. See the teapot at the top of the page blowing it's lid? Well, sometimes that's me. I plan to use this page to vent as well as cheer, so if you like witnessing meltdowns, this might be the page for you.