Right now I am almost the most frustrated I've ever been with technology.
I just spent over an hour trying to get a printer working on my laptop. The one that my family is using will work, quite easily. The printer/scanner will for some reason not work. I installed the vista update, all the software, using the CD it came with, and it just isn't detected on my computer. And I sure as shit don't want to have to deal with the old computer to see if the scanner will work on it, because the chances I'll have the same problems are really good.
So I say fuck it and I'm not taking a god damn printer with me. I will most likely try to sell the scanner, and buy a new printer, that I will get a FUCKING guarantee on that it will FUCKING work.
I hate printers and I know I should have just said fuck it in the first place because I knew this SHIT would happen. FUCK
Not to mention the fact that my mother is relentless in bothering me. Living with her is like listening to a song on slow-motion, always waiting for the next line to come, but it takes forever, and like listening to that song on repeat, over and over, because she's been asking me the same fucking questions over and over for years, and it's getting really fucking old.
Tomorrow, at this time, I'll be at school and I won't have to deal with this bullshit anymore.
I just spent over an hour trying to get a printer working on my laptop. The one that my family is using will work, quite easily. The printer/scanner will for some reason not work. I installed the vista update, all the software, using the CD it came with, and it just isn't detected on my computer. And I sure as shit don't want to have to deal with the old computer to see if the scanner will work on it, because the chances I'll have the same problems are really good.
So I say fuck it and I'm not taking a god damn printer with me. I will most likely try to sell the scanner, and buy a new printer, that I will get a FUCKING guarantee on that it will FUCKING work.
I hate printers and I know I should have just said fuck it in the first place because I knew this SHIT would happen. FUCK
Not to mention the fact that my mother is relentless in bothering me. Living with her is like listening to a song on slow-motion, always waiting for the next line to come, but it takes forever, and like listening to that song on repeat, over and over, because she's been asking me the same fucking questions over and over for years, and it's getting really fucking old.
Tomorrow, at this time, I'll be at school and I won't have to deal with this bullshit anymore.