I'm Not Dead, Just Immensely Stupid
Alright, I know it's been, what, nigh on 2 months since my last post. I have neglected to post anything because I don't really ever do anything interesting.
No Content = No Posts
A simple equation, I know.
A few quick updates are in order.
So, I built myself a new computer. It's not that great, but when my previous system stopped recognizing USB devices, I decided enough was enough. It's got an Intel dual-core 3.0Ghz (1300Mhz FSB) processor, 2 gigs of RAM (in dual-channel, 1066Mhz), an EVGA 680i SLI mobo, and a Nvidia 8600gt. After a new case and a power supply, I was set back a total of $1200. All that being said, I am typing this update from Nick's room as my system is down for the count at the moment. Summarizing the last few days, I think the GPU hardware is failing on me after about 3 weeks of use. Kinda sucks, but we will see if EVGA thinks the same and approves my RMA request. When it ran well it was amazing. It's much different than my previous system. I haven't really had a chance to put it through its paces yet, but when I can use it for more than an hour without seeing a BSOD I might run some benchmarks.
Work still sucks, but I did get a $1 dollar an hour raise for making Communications Technician 2. I have to go to Coalinga for work tomorrow which is roughly equivalent to the drive between Boise and Jerome only with half the scenery. The drive is really boring, but it's also 90 minutes that I get paid to drive a crappy van (3 hours if you count the return drive). I get paid $40.50 just to drive tomorrow, haha.
Who's the sucker now, Comc..... oh wait, that's still me.
This car, oh, this car that I have. I want to get rid of it so bad I can taste it. I don't think I have ever been so sure about something car related as I am right now about this thing. Don't get me wrong, I love it. If I thought it would be a good idea to keep the car, I would do exactly that. Considering my desire to go back to school for an engineering degree, it is possibly the greatest mistake I could make financially to own this car right now. Every time I drive it, I can hear an audible ticking. No, it's not mechanically related. It's the sound of the ticking time-bomb that this car represents. I simply should not have this car. Once it gets smogged, and hopefully it will soon, I will immediately turn around and try to sell it. I will be happy if I can get out of my loan after selling it. There is not a single word in my vocabulary that can accurately describe the depths of my stupidity about cars.
I am done with cars for a long time.
I just want one that's not completely crappy, runs well without extensive initial repairs, and won't require frequent repairs once I own it. I hate feeling that the car is going to fall apart at any second. I hate pouring money into it without any tangible return on my investment. I don't want to race anyone, I don't want to look like I want to race anyone, and I don't want to feel like a ricer kid anymore.
Well, that's about it. I hate making posts on my blog because I inevitably finish depressed and sad. I hope I made you laugh once or twice, though. Sometimes it can be entertaining to chuckle at another's plight.
No Content = No Posts
A simple equation, I know.
A few quick updates are in order.
So, I built myself a new computer. It's not that great, but when my previous system stopped recognizing USB devices, I decided enough was enough. It's got an Intel dual-core 3.0Ghz (1300Mhz FSB) processor, 2 gigs of RAM (in dual-channel, 1066Mhz), an EVGA 680i SLI mobo, and a Nvidia 8600gt. After a new case and a power supply, I was set back a total of $1200. All that being said, I am typing this update from Nick's room as my system is down for the count at the moment. Summarizing the last few days, I think the GPU hardware is failing on me after about 3 weeks of use. Kinda sucks, but we will see if EVGA thinks the same and approves my RMA request. When it ran well it was amazing. It's much different than my previous system. I haven't really had a chance to put it through its paces yet, but when I can use it for more than an hour without seeing a BSOD I might run some benchmarks.
Work still sucks, but I did get a $1 dollar an hour raise for making Communications Technician 2. I have to go to Coalinga for work tomorrow which is roughly equivalent to the drive between Boise and Jerome only with half the scenery. The drive is really boring, but it's also 90 minutes that I get paid to drive a crappy van (3 hours if you count the return drive). I get paid $40.50 just to drive tomorrow, haha.
Who's the sucker now, Comc..... oh wait, that's still me.
This car, oh, this car that I have. I want to get rid of it so bad I can taste it. I don't think I have ever been so sure about something car related as I am right now about this thing. Don't get me wrong, I love it. If I thought it would be a good idea to keep the car, I would do exactly that. Considering my desire to go back to school for an engineering degree, it is possibly the greatest mistake I could make financially to own this car right now. Every time I drive it, I can hear an audible ticking. No, it's not mechanically related. It's the sound of the ticking time-bomb that this car represents. I simply should not have this car. Once it gets smogged, and hopefully it will soon, I will immediately turn around and try to sell it. I will be happy if I can get out of my loan after selling it. There is not a single word in my vocabulary that can accurately describe the depths of my stupidity about cars.
I am done with cars for a long time.
I just want one that's not completely crappy, runs well without extensive initial repairs, and won't require frequent repairs once I own it. I hate feeling that the car is going to fall apart at any second. I hate pouring money into it without any tangible return on my investment. I don't want to race anyone, I don't want to look like I want to race anyone, and I don't want to feel like a ricer kid anymore.
Well, that's about it. I hate making posts on my blog because I inevitably finish depressed and sad. I hope I made you laugh once or twice, though. Sometimes it can be entertaining to chuckle at another's plight.
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