Recently, my laptop changer has been finicky. That, and it heats up an awful lot, it almost burnt me a couple of times. I was getting a little frustrated with it, but no big deal.
Well, yesterday, I was charging my laptop while sitting in our kitchen area (if you have seen my apartment, you understand more of what I mean). One of my many roommates, Brownie Queen, was sitting next to me, and we were discussing the universe and how I was ever so essential to it being in existence. She needs to do some homework so she gets up, takes a step, and trips over something. At the same time, my laptop rushes towards the edge of the counter while twirling to complete a 90 degree turn. I look down, and the plug to my computer is bending the wrong way. My first sub-conscience thought is, "Whoa, that is not natural." What came out of my mouth was, "You broke it."
Really, it is no big deal. One of my other roommates, Fiancee, has the same computer as I do so I am using her charger while I invest in a new one...or a new computer. Besides, now I get to tear apart a charger.
I am generally a very safety conscious person, so when I decided to demolish the broken thing, I made sure that it was unplugged.
Then I wanted to see if it worked, so I plugged it back in. Regrettably, it didn't work.
So I decided to strip-down to the wires a little more.
Fiancee saw me doing that. In a slightly worried tone she said, "Dear, is it unplugged?"
"Of course, I'm not that silly."
But, she made me wonder. Ergo, I asked Russian Spy to see if it was unplugged. She checked, looked at me and said, "No, it's not."
"Haha, I guess I might be silly sometimes."
Later that day------------
I went to the store to buy some electrical tape so I could fix my plug. By holding it just right, I could get it to charge...a little.
By this time, there was no rubber, just little wires naked to the whole world.
The anatomy of a plug for a charger- At one end there is a little nub that is almost perfectly smooth and round that picks up the electric current to a wire that is surrounded by white rubber (just so you know) at the other end.
As I put them together, sometimes there would be a blue spark and a sizzling sound. Spark sizzle, spark sizzle. The bright lights entranced me, but that is almost beside the point. I was trying to find the sweet spot so I could tape it to make it stay. I kept getting harder and harder to find the sweet spot. When I took the time to look at the nub and wire, I found that the nub was no longer smooth. It now had either metal acne or cancer. Apparently, I soldered some of the wiring to the nub. That is funny.
My charger doesn't work anymore...and there is now no way to save it. What a great adventure. Besides, now I have electrical tape, woohoo!
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Friday, June 05, 2009
Monday, June 01, 2009
The Wealth of Entertainment has vanished. Entertainment is now below the poverty level.
Personally, blogs are great when the writer has an over-flowing pool of creativity and a lot of free time. Since I have neither...well, we'll just leave that there. Apparently I think that I still have a lot of extra time, and although I realize that I am lacking in creativity right now, I am still writing.
A short story (and because of my attention span, my short stories are truly short). I was late for class again the other day, and was walking through our administrative building (a short-cut) when low-and-behold I see none other than the president of the University. We made eye-contact for about a half a second. The only thing running through my head was, "Oh man, I hope he doesn't remember me later." I felt so ashamed. My classes that day were a little less than fantastic...I was so bummed. Not to mention, I was late because I had to print off a paper that wasn't actually due that day. But, as all of my stories go, there is a happy ending. It was a Friday, and I didn't have to worry about my paper for the whole weekend. Thus, I had the rare chance of having a relatively stress-less weekend. The end.
I'm always right because I told you I was lacking in creativity...hmm, but my story was kinda long...well, we can't win them all.
A short story (and because of my attention span, my short stories are truly short). I was late for class again the other day, and was walking through our administrative building (a short-cut) when low-and-behold I see none other than the president of the University. We made eye-contact for about a half a second. The only thing running through my head was, "Oh man, I hope he doesn't remember me later." I felt so ashamed. My classes that day were a little less than fantastic...I was so bummed. Not to mention, I was late because I had to print off a paper that wasn't actually due that day. But, as all of my stories go, there is a happy ending. It was a Friday, and I didn't have to worry about my paper for the whole weekend. Thus, I had the rare chance of having a relatively stress-less weekend. The end.
I'm always right because I told you I was lacking in creativity...hmm, but my story was kinda long...well, we can't win them all.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Curfew
I woke up today at 4:14 AM. The real clincher: I went to bed around 1 AM. I tried to go back to sleep, but to no avail. So it is now 6:25 AM, and I am on the internet because there is nothing else to do.
Well, to use my time wisely, I have decided to rant. And it is mostly going to be about one thing in particular (because tired brains do not do well multitasking), and that is curfew.
I am not ranting about curfew and how I hate it, on the contrary, I love it. I think it is the best thing to happen to a college. No, this is all about people (or persons) who do not view it as important.
To even put in an application, a perspective student has to sign a statement saying that they will obey all the rules that the college has, and that they understand consequences will follow if they are broken.
Harsh? No. It is a small private school that has standards. There are hundreds of people that have to be turned down, and all of those rejected people would be willing to follow the rules that this college has laid down.
This rant is brought on by the fact that I have a roommate that no longer thinks the rules apply to her. She used to. She was really good, and that was before she was even accepted. "Is this (university name withheld) approved?" "Should we be watching this?" "I don't think that this is a good thing" and so forth. But now that she is an accepted student, and that has all gone to pot.
One night her friend was having a really tough night, so we let her be late with that excuse. And then there was another generally excused night when she slept over at a friends house. Once or twice breaking curfew, fine, whatever. But no, it has been every night for the past month, and I do not mean just the past 18 days.
It has gotten to the point where I am about to take things to a higher authority. If she does not quit, I am going to have to tell our manager (landlady). It will be out of my hands, and our landlady can handle it however she feels is necessary.
There is no excuse for what my roommate has been doing; she is not sinning in ignorance. I have told her, and I am going to tell her again (this time with the consequences clearly stated).
She is blessed to be able to attend this university, and if she is not willing to keep to the standards that she said she would, she has no right being here, taking the place of someone who would.
Well, to use my time wisely, I have decided to rant. And it is mostly going to be about one thing in particular (because tired brains do not do well multitasking), and that is curfew.
I am not ranting about curfew and how I hate it, on the contrary, I love it. I think it is the best thing to happen to a college. No, this is all about people (or persons) who do not view it as important.
To even put in an application, a perspective student has to sign a statement saying that they will obey all the rules that the college has, and that they understand consequences will follow if they are broken.
Harsh? No. It is a small private school that has standards. There are hundreds of people that have to be turned down, and all of those rejected people would be willing to follow the rules that this college has laid down.
This rant is brought on by the fact that I have a roommate that no longer thinks the rules apply to her. She used to. She was really good, and that was before she was even accepted. "Is this (university name withheld) approved?" "Should we be watching this?" "I don't think that this is a good thing" and so forth. But now that she is an accepted student, and that has all gone to pot.
One night her friend was having a really tough night, so we let her be late with that excuse. And then there was another generally excused night when she slept over at a friends house. Once or twice breaking curfew, fine, whatever. But no, it has been every night for the past month, and I do not mean just the past 18 days.
It has gotten to the point where I am about to take things to a higher authority. If she does not quit, I am going to have to tell our manager (landlady). It will be out of my hands, and our landlady can handle it however she feels is necessary.
There is no excuse for what my roommate has been doing; she is not sinning in ignorance. I have told her, and I am going to tell her again (this time with the consequences clearly stated).
She is blessed to be able to attend this university, and if she is not willing to keep to the standards that she said she would, she has no right being here, taking the place of someone who would.