I Think I'm Going Slightly Mad....

There's going to be a reckoning....

My Computer (as I laughingly like to call it) and I are about to have a grand falling out. More particularly, that part of my computer that is haunted by Outlook Express.

There will be harsh words hastily spoken and instantly regretted. Insults hurled back and forth. Plates may be broken.

The brute is increasingly unstable. And not in a good or entertaining way. Outlook Express (a programmer's joke if ever there was one) seems to be sulking. Indeed it is enamoured of the colour blue. So much so that it displays it to me on my screen at the first opportunity. It has got to the stage now, gentle reader, that my computer automatically asks if I wish to scan disk before I do anything else. In days gone by, the affair that the colour and application are clearly having was discreet, hidden, furtive. Occasionally they would forget themselves and I would see, but usually not.

But they have grown bold, damn them. And now I have to reboot before I have even downloaded my mail more often than not.

It taunts me.

I have told it to mend its ways. Literally. I have run the repair function and for the moment it seems tamed. Humbled, even. But it won't last, it never does. No, Outlook Express is a contrary application at iodds with the rest of my computer.

I have a one-eyed copy of XP on a disk in front of me. It ios willing me to install and consign '98 and all its works to history.

But I am a software coward, and it is near to 2am.

I dare not.

But soon. Oh yes, soon.

My patience is not finite and this box of binary bits WILL bow to my will. Yes. Oh, yes!

Hah! hahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahaha.........

I Think I'm Going Slightly Mad....

There's going to be a reckoning....

My Computer (as I laughingly like to call it) and I are about to have a grand falling out. More particularly, that part of my computer that is haunted by Outlook Express.

There will be harsh words hastily spoken and instantly regretted. Insults hurled back and forth. Plates may be broken.

The brute is increasingly unstable. And not in a good or entertaining way. Outlook Express (a programmer's joke if ever there was one) seems to be sulking. Indeed it is enamoured of the colour blue. So much so that it displays it to me on my screen at the first opportunity. It has got to the stage now, gentle reader, that my computer automatically asks if I wish to scan disk before I do anything else. In days gone by, the affair that the colour and application are clearly having was discreet, hidden, furtive. Occasionally they would forget themselves and I would see, but usually not.

But they have grown bold, damn them. And now I have to reboot before I have even downloaded my mail more often than not.

It taunts me.

I have told it to mend its ways. Literally. I have run the repair function and for the moment it seems tamed. Humbled, even. But it won't last, it never does. No, Outlook Express is a contrary application at iodds with the rest of my computer.

I have a one-eyed copy of XP on a disk in front of me. It ios willing me to install and consign '98 and all its works to history.

But I am a software coward, and it is near to 2am.

I dare not.

But soon. Oh yes, soon.

My patience is not finite and this box of binary bits WILL bow to my will. Yes. Oh, yes!

Hah! hahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahaha.........