Did I Ever Say That I Hate Windows?

Because if I haven't, then I should have.

About 600 times.

And if I did, then add about another 300 times onto there.

I hate windows. Why? Because no matter what I try to do, Windows doesn't want me to, and since it's the operating system, it wants to think that it's boss, and tries to keep me from doing it. Then it crashes, corrupts my entire hard drive, and then can't recover itself even though it claims it can.

This is what I've been dealing with for the past few days, and quite honestly, I'm sick of it. I'm sick of all of it. I'm completely tired of paying for shit that doesn't do what it's supposed to do just so I can run programs that I need to in real life.

WHY THE FUCK DON'T PEOPLE USE LINUX!?!?

It's so easy, so reliable, so easy to maintain, so fun to use, and it actually does what it's supposed to do.

Let me explain my recent dilemma to elaborate.

I just bought a laptop (as most of you know). It was $2,600. Basically, it's the shit. In fact, it is literally the fastest laptop on the market right now. I really really like it. It was extremely well made, does everything it's supposed to; Hell, I even like the way the keys feel.

But there was one problem with it: It came with Vista.

Now at first that didn't seem like much of a problem. I figured since Windows is the most popular Operating System on the market (for some reason that completely escapes everyone but God apparently), it would at least have some resemblance of ease of use.

Wow, was I wrong. Let me start off with the file structure: It's hell. Trying to navigate through the Windows file system (for someone who's accustomed to a sensible filesystem, such as I) is like trying to find your way from the middle of the amazon rainforest to Cairo, Egypt without a map.

Or a boat.

And however much I wish I was exaggerating, I'm really not. It's terrible. It took me 3 days to finally figure out how to add folders to my favourites, and I don't think I'll ever be able to understand why they don't let me move any further backwards than my libraries/home folder when they're both just folders located in another folder. I really don't even understand the function of the "libraries" folder either. And why the hell did they get rid of "My Documents," but kept My Music, My Pictures, My Videos, etc. and then throw an empty My Documents into the home folder?

Even saying that is confusing.

So I was running it for a while. I tried installing Oblivion. It took me 6 hours. Then I tried running Oblivion. Half of it worked. Then every attempt I made at changing something failed. So FINALLY I just decided to say, "Fuck this fuckin' shit, this is fuckin' bullshit fuckin' fuck FUCK!!!" and upgraded to Windows 7.

Windows 7 was a relief. No longer did I feel like the operating system was trying to impede my every step, and although there were a lot of the whole "look & feel" things I absolutely hated at first (I don't like Aero. I just don't.) I'm starting to grow numb (accustomed? I don't know. I still don't like it, but it's not bothering me every time I look at it anymore.)

However, it's still far from what I would call stable or well programmed, but I thought I could deal with that for the sake of compatibility.

I was wrong.

In the middle of cut-pasting, the computer crashed. Not only did I loose the entire Marcy Playground discography, but after trying to delete the remainder, I was slapped in the face by the "data is corrupt, run chkdisk. No, you can't just delete it stupid, run chkdisk!!"

"Um... Okay? I'll amuse you computer. I'll run chkdisk. (How the fuck do you even say that? Did they purposely spell that wrong?)"

"Haha! You fell for my trap! Now I will crash 6 times trying to run chkdisk, and you'll be forced to completely reinstall Windows!!!"

"Wow... You're an ass."

And that's how my conversation with my computer went. And yes, I did have to completely reinstall (that's why I'm typing this on fedora.) Fortunately, I was able to recover all of my files through Linux.

I still don't know what happened to my computer. I don't know why it crashed. All that I know is that I'm totally pissed because I'm going to have to spend another hour recustomizing it.

*Sigh.* Wow. Thanks to everyone who made it through this post. I'm not going to pdf it, I just needed to vent. Thanks for making it through though.

The... iPod? What?

So for everybody that's been following my real life activity, you probably know that I've been sick. Horribly sick, actually. It's kind of like a mix between a mild form of mono and the stomach flu.

And those two don't combine well.

Think about it. Or don't, actually, that's probably better.

Anyway, I don't have the mental power to actually write anything important right now, but I remembered a while ago that I had written a little piece on my iPod a week or so ago, so I emailed it to myself, and decided to post it.

Life is moving on, and I guess I should move on with it. Recently I've been just kind of going with the flow more than I've wanted. I don't really understand why I have, and I still don't quite understand why I've suddenly snapped back into reality, but I have to say, I sort of enjoy it - bring part of reality again. It's all so refreshing.

It's so strange. I guess, I'm here, sitting in the back of Gareth's car, thinking about how much my life is changing and where I'm going with it, and for once,

I'm not depressed.

I've started to accept me as I am. Before, I just would hve said, "No, I'm not nervous about the future, I'm going to go places!" But... Now, I'm finally accepting myself. Yeah, I'm nervous. I'm worried about the future, but I know myself now, and I know that I'm going to take every opportunity I can to improve my life. I'm going to do everything that I can to improve myself. And yeah, maybe life won't turn out exactly as I want it to, but whatever happens, I'll know that I did everything I can, and that will be good enough. I mean, I know that I'm intelligent, I know that I have skills that are useful in the future, so I know that I'm not going to fail at life, and I know that no matter what happens, I'll have God on my side watching out for me.

Am I worried about my future? Yeah.

But am I afraid? Never.

Deep thought in the back seat. Anyway, don't forget to pick up this blog here.

The Catch-up

I'm aware that some of you haven't actually read some of my other blogs, and I'm speaking mostly the people from facebook who will be reading this, but I figured, that since I was working all this morning on archiving my old blogs, I might as well make them available to you too.

Here's where you can pick them up:
Life in G Major
Not What I Wanted to Talk About
Life isn't So Suck
Is it Wrong to Love Like This?
Love is Everything
And... if you must... Get the Fuck Out of My Car. But if you haven't read that one, I wouldn't recommend it.

If you haven't, you should totally check them out (except for the last one)!

That's all for today. At least for now. What more do you expect? It took me a while to round all of these blogs up, get off of my back.

Oh, and don't forget, you can download this post here.

The Prelude

How do you actually start a blog? I don't really know, and before I started writing this, I figured it wouldn't really matter, but now that I am, I really wish I had thought this out.

I guess I had just figured doing this would be natural for me, I mean, I have been blogging off and on for about... 5 years? I suppose that's right. But I've never gotten a "real" blog before. I thought I never needed one. Until now. Why? I don't know, I just feel now more than ever need a place to put down my thoughts, and so many of my friends are switching to so many different social networking sites (well, mostly facebook, but, and I'm sorry to everyone for saying this, but I just can't get into facebook), I can't keep up with all of them.

That's not my only reason I'll admit, but the others I'm keeping to myself for now.

5 years? Yeah, it's a big claim, but it's true. I doubt many of you will remember, but my blogging days all started with xanga in about 7th grade. I stayed there, I continued blogging, even long after everyone left xanga for myspace. But after long enough of knowing that my blogs were never read, I decided it was time to move on to myspace. I guess I kind of stopped for a while during the myspace days, but I started up again with my "forgottenprophet" persona, and I really like what I accomplished when I wrote those blogs. I guess that was just last year, too.

Should I talk about myself? No. That's not for today. Well, maybe, but later tonight if I get the time. My story is one that needs... a long time to explain.

But what I will talk about is what I'm going to accomplish with this blog.

I guess one habit that I've had for a long time is trying to create pseudonyms for myself. Ever since my xanga days, I've been attempting to break up my personality into little bite-sized chunks. Just little isolated parts of myself, and I would try to grow them and make them into full personalities.

I don't know why I did this. Sometimes I think... that I just never liked myself. I didn't like all that I was combined together, so I tried to tear it apart. But... I don't know why. I'm still trying to sort these things out, really.

But sometimes I just think that I was trying to figure myself out. I didn't understand who I was, or how all of these interests of mine (and trust me, I have many, many interests) could all fit together and make who was me. So I broke myself up, I made these personalities and experimented with them to explore who I was and how those portions of me came to be.

But... I never got anywhere. All of these pseudonyms just made me... confused. Even more confused than I was. I never understood myself better, and I kept feeling more lost, even thought I thought I was coming closer to finding out who I was every day.

Then... one day, I was on a family vacation and I "met" Julie. And everything changed.

For those of you keeping track, yes, this is the first time I've attributed her to the change I've went through recently.

Anyway, after I met Julie, I started to make sense to myself. Started to. I'm still just beginning my search of self-discovery, but I've finally started accepting myself as who I am as one person, and I think that's a big step in figuring me out.

But anyway, this blog is going to be a combination of everything I've ever created and wanted to create. I'm going to talk about every aspect of my life. I'm going to tell you about everything I've done and want to do. I'm going to post my stupid ideas, my brilliant ideas, my funniest ideas, my deepest ideas, songs I write, recipes I create, reviews I... I already said write, but that's how you make reviews, hahaha.

This blog is going to be everything I've ever wanted, and it's a place where I'm going to be myself. Full out. And hopefully it will help me extend myself into everything I do.

Anyway, that's about it for now guys.

Tons of love, and don't forget to subscribe however you can. Hopefully I'm going to link this to as many social networking sites as I can, and that means Twitter, Facebook, hopefully Myspace, whatever; If you know what an RSS feed is, I'm going to try to set one of those up; If you have to just bookmark it and check it regularly, go for it, I don't care, whatever you need to do to keep reading.

Love and peace everyone,
Lee Rumler

--Edit--

Okay, so I've decided to make every one of these blogs downloadable! Pointless? Somewhat. But... ziddu.com runs a service that pays you based on how many people download your files, and that's pretty awesome in my opinion.

So be sure to download this blog, along with all of the others post in the future. Think of it as collecting!