Bad Timing

Ugh, it’s not dead yet, but at 7 bad sectors and steadily climbing, causing random system lockups, it won’t be long now. This drive’s had a good life, lasting at least five or six years, and everything’s already backed up, so there’s no concern over losing anything.

It’s just really bad timing, since I was planning on putting together a new gaming system in a couple months or so, based on the upcoming Haswell chips and new GPU generation. If the drive dies tomorrow, there’s not much point in spending the time to immediately replace it and restore everything when I’m going to wipe and reinstall in a couple months anyway. But if I don’t, I’ll be left without my main gaming system for that couple months instead.

For now I’m just crossing my fingers and hoping it manages to limp along just long enough to assemble the new system. Come on and hurry up, Intel!

Faceless

A couple of weeks ago, I closed my Facebook account. I haven’t really missed it since.

I wasn’t really using it much anyway, and it was just becoming more of a burden than a benefit. I never posted any status updates; nothing in my life really seems worth injecting into other people’s news streams. Reading other people’s updates was just a depressing inadequacy reminder. The constant stream of ads and game updates and ‘suggestions’ were annoying and nearly impossible to fully disable. The web page behaved poorly in Chrome, often chewing up huge amounts of CPU or crashing the tab. The privacy options were murky at best and what they track increasingly invasive. Perhaps what was the last straw was the update they tried to push to their Android client, that practically takes over the device and tracks what you do on it.

“But you’ll miss out on what all your friends are doing!”

I don’t need it.

Yeah, Facebook is great at efficiently distributing the news of your life to all the people you know, but I’ve been finding it increasingly alienating. Nobody communicates to me, it’s all indirect typing past each other. Telling Facebook about how your day went is not the same thing as telling me how your day went. Comments are not a replacement for conversation. If you want to talk to me, talk to me. If you don’t, that’s fine too, social interaction shouldn’t be forced.

And yeah, it’s a bit hypocritical in that this blog is the same kind of indirect interaction, but I’d like to think that the important differences are that I try to keep it to bigger and/or more niche topics, and stuff I’d rant about to no one in particular, not day-to-day stuff; that your decision to come here and read is voluntary, not obligatory just because you labeled someone a friend; and that I have total control here and am not trying to sell you something or track your reading habits.

Late Spam

Subject: They need you weak

Yeah, well, the cyber-samurai aren’t going to catch me off-guard that easily…

Subject: Postgraduate degree in economics is your dream? Get it right now over here.

Man, I don’t remember most of my dreams, but I hope they’re more exciting than that.

Subject: Get more swell down there

You’re going to help me make more friends down in the U.S.?

Subject: Check out my awesome racks

I would, but my keycard won’t let me in your server room.

Subject: Two simple steps,Add the title "Ph.D" to your resume

Hey, that’s only one step! I may not have a Ph.D, but I did take Counting 100.

Subject: Tarzan in bed after 1 doze.

He probably should have taken the NoDoz instead.