It's scary ..
.. just how addicted I've become to the internet.
As you may have gathered while reading the comments on my last post, I had some troubles with my computer yesterday and today. All of a sudden, Internet Explorer, MSN messenger and Outlook express quit on me - they simply refused to connect to the internet, while other applications, such as online games, P2P-programs and my antivirus connected perfectly.
It started last night. RGG used the computer for the most part of the night, and when she was done, and went to bed, I crawled behind the wretched machine. Booted up, clicked the IE-icon, and .... nothing. Shit.
I go through several phases when something like this happens:
Cheers
As you may have gathered while reading the comments on my last post, I had some troubles with my computer yesterday and today. All of a sudden, Internet Explorer, MSN messenger and Outlook express quit on me - they simply refused to connect to the internet, while other applications, such as online games, P2P-programs and my antivirus connected perfectly.
It started last night. RGG used the computer for the most part of the night, and when she was done, and went to bed, I crawled behind the wretched machine. Booted up, clicked the IE-icon, and .... nothing. Shit.
I go through several phases when something like this happens:
- First, Nonchalance - I turn the computer off, go back to the livingroom, grab a book and start reading. All's fine; it's probably the Internet-connection which is down for the moment.
- This is followed by Anger - I get pissed at the computer, at the modem, at the world, whatever. Anger is usually accompanied with frantic messing around with settings. Yesterday this was particularly the case when I found out that the connection was fine; it was just IE that was being such a bitch.
- Phase three is a return to phase one; Nonchalance - I'll leave it be for now, and I'll get back to it tomorrow. It'll all be fine tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow.
- The fourth and final phase is utter Panic - if, when I get back to it the next day, the problem hasn't magically cured itself, I freak out. I simply freak out. It isn't pretty.
Cheers
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