I like to josh and say my computer had PMS but I fear it's far worse than that. My poor lass is dying. She is slowly winding down and there is nothing to do at the moment. I'm not filled with concern but more of anger and frustration at the poor damn thing....afterall, how can she do this to me!
It started off with a little thing....she started losing time. Barely noticeable. Just quarter hour here. Then another quarter hour. Then suddenly I noticed she was two hours behind the next time I sat in front of the monitor.
I found the cursor sticking in position. Then came system freezes. Scan disk checks. Disk write errors. Delayed music or sounds.And now there are the creaking, spinning noises. She sounds like invalid on machines living by artificial means.
Yes, I know she needs a doctor. Tim would take care of her. He's good. He's worked on her before. But, I can't afford to fix her right now. So I'm risking and waiting for her to crash.
What am I going to do if she goes down?! I'll be computer-less?! I don't have caffeine addictions. I drink Cokes and coffees purely for the taste. I smoke a cigar once in a blue moon just for the pleasure. Alcohol? Maybe a drink or two once in a while but not really my cup of tea. BUT MY DAMN COMPUTER?!!! NO!!!! Don't take away my internet access. Don't take away my word processor. Don't take away my free cell. NOOOOOOO!