[snarls]

[desperance]

"What did you do in the war while Windows was updating, Chazzie?"

"Why, I cleaned the bathroom, boys."

"What, the whole bathroom...?"

Well, no. Let's not exaggerate. But when it became clear that my time was being stolen from me without my consent (I was trying to get out of Windows, and the screen was suddenly full of "Do not switch off your machine! Windows is updating!!" and similar impertinences), I stomped off and cleaned the basin and the bath and dealt with that accumulated heap of rubbish in the corner where there should probably be a waste bin but, um, isn't. And so forth.

And in case you were wondering, I had strayed into Windows only to check a suspicion about my printer connection: a quick in-and-out, it should have been. Two minutes. Half an hour later, I was so loaded with fury that there would clearly be no writing this morning; so I think perhaps I should declare it a no-writing day, and just spend the afternoon with a print-out of the new novel in its draft-zero form. And a pen for scribbling with. I had wanted to finish new story before I tackled read-through, but time is dribbling through my fingers like very dribbly stuff; every time I look around, it's later than I thought.

Also, I have probably eaten more coffee than I should have done, but I was feeling crap already; now I feel crap and wired. And bitter and resentful and furious at the world and at myself. And my chest hurts.

Perhaps I should clean more, before this mood passes...?

Comments

[martyn44.livejournal.com]

You have my symphony, I mean sympathy, seeing as my symphony is unwritten and likely to remain so. Much like my next work of unrecognised literary genius, unless something changes.

[daydreammuse.livejournal.com]

Aggravated moods always help scrubbing seem effortless. You imagine you stab the blasted machine and achieve a higher rate of cleanliness and a better mood without the need of anger management class. Hitting the machine is the best one can do at a mood like that. You can get electrocuted liek I almost had.

[green-knight.livejournal.com]

Isn't there a way to turn off automatic updates? I seem to recall that ability somewhere...

(I'm not updating anything. I could do it manually, but as everything is working, I don't want to break it.)

[desperance.livejournal.com]

I don't know. I expect there is, but I don't know; I don't use Windows enough even to remember that it does this, let alone to learn how to stop it. In these security-conscious days, any self-respecting OS would at least ask if you wanted to, before suddenly rewriting itself; a decent one would also tell you what it was about to change...

[footlingagain.livejournal.com]

I empathise.

Windows still hijacks me, in spite of turning off automatic updates - or some really useful thing that I've downloaded and forgotten about does it, instead.