Ubuntu wanted to update itself this morning. This happens regularly, and it's easy; I say okay, give it the password, and it downloads a new iteration of itself and installs it all and there you go.
Except that this morning, the process froze halfway through for no reason that itself understands - and now I have no idea what will happen when I next try to turn the machine on. Whether it'll carry on running on the previous version, or choke itself on half-installed new software and grind to a crashing halt. And I don't know whether to keep this fully functionalDeathstar PC running as is for as long as possible, or close everything down and reboot just to find out where we stand.
My professional self inclines to the former, because I have a story on dreadful-tight deadline and really I should be doing nothing else. I can keep the machine on a week if necessary, two weeks, however long I like; closing down is a courtesy, not an obligation. I could keep it on until the next update comes down the line, and avoid the potential problem by o'erleaping it, frogwise.
But some deeper sense of self is twitchy. If doom is squatting in the bowels of my computer, I kind of want to know about it. And panic, and scutter in circles muttering about my own stupidity, because of course there's nothing I can do, I'm not near techie enough to fix a bad install.
*twitch*
In other news, I've just broken down a duck. I'm going to vac-seal the pieces and sous-vide them, after they've sat in a salt rub for a while; then crisp 'em up in the oven, if the oven will cooperate. With potatoes also sous-vided, then bashed and oven-crisped, if if. Damn these doubts. I would've simply roasted the duck, because story etc, if I could've relied on the oven's being there when I wanted it. (Also there will be beef chilli, because I've been doing that for three days; the duck flew in unexpecctedly.)
Except that this morning, the process froze halfway through for no reason that itself understands - and now I have no idea what will happen when I next try to turn the machine on. Whether it'll carry on running on the previous version, or choke itself on half-installed new software and grind to a crashing halt. And I don't know whether to keep this fully functional
My professional self inclines to the former, because I have a story on dreadful-tight deadline and really I should be doing nothing else. I can keep the machine on a week if necessary, two weeks, however long I like; closing down is a courtesy, not an obligation. I could keep it on until the next update comes down the line, and avoid the potential problem by o'erleaping it, frogwise.
But some deeper sense of self is twitchy. If doom is squatting in the bowels of my computer, I kind of want to know about it. And panic, and scutter in circles muttering about my own stupidity, because of course there's nothing I can do, I'm not near techie enough to fix a bad install.
*twitch*
In other news, I've just broken down a duck. I'm going to vac-seal the pieces and sous-vide them, after they've sat in a salt rub for a while; then crisp 'em up in the oven, if the oven will cooperate. With potatoes also sous-vided, then bashed and oven-crisped, if if. Damn these doubts. I would've simply roasted the duck, because story etc, if I could've relied on the oven's being there when I wanted it. (Also there will be beef chilli, because I've been doing that for three days; the duck flew in unexpecctedly.)