I’m getting a new computer tomorrow. It’s a laptop and it has loads and loads of RAMs. RAMs have become really important for me since I want to play at video editing, and it turns out that my current machine simply doesn’t have enough of them.
I’ve been rather quiet about my plans, so I don’t think it could have heard, but when I sat down to edit the weekend photos this evening, my faithful old desktop blatantly gave me the middle finger.
USB errors, go slows, and the final icing on the camel’s back: a dead mouse. Not the sort that your cat would bring in, but about as much use. I guess this is the PC equivalent of defaecating on your boss’ desk on the day you leave the company.
Normally, this would be a train smash, but with the new sexy slimline chick arriving tomorrow, I was just irritated. Then I realised that the desktop is going to be handed down to the kids. Not enough RAMs for basic video editing, but certainly enough for basic homework. But they’re going to need a mouse – a live one – if it’s going to be any use. Ugh.
I could do without the extra expense, to be honest, especially as new laptops with lots of RAMs really don’t come cheap.
Anyway – long story short – that’s why you’re not getting any photography to look at this evening. Maybe tomorrow, hey?
