chilean computers strike again
so after the frustration of trying to convert this whole slideshow into powerpoint in spanish, with might i mention a different keyboard...so i will try that cheetstip but a lot of my problems stem from the fact that the usual does not always work and then theres the fact that everythings in spanish
well so it was sooooooo frustrating that i called up ashley and we decided to grab some beers with her boy nico and some chilean folks...
this led to a ridiculous wednesday night.
the very next morning, early...i headed to her place to utilize her offer, which included powerpoint in english and a pre made title page that she was very proud of...
like a moron i had spent the day before saving my zillion pics in appropriate order to the computadora at the corner place, so tru to fraggle form i did the same thing on ashleys computer only to experience MAC ATTACK!!!!! i have not even a crumb of a clue how to operate a pc beyond hitting the damn button again if it doesnt work the first time, but at least everything is familiar, yeah its fucked up more often than not but its a kind of fucked up im used to like a dysfunctional family and i know that makes bill gates my abusive daddy but shit baby i can take it...mostly he just fucks me by not showing up when i need him or not doing what he said hed do...shit could be far worse
so sleepy hungover me spends like an hour saving pics in appropriate order and then is unable for some mysterious reason to locate those fuckers...searching searching searching...find em at last with ashleys help having unwittingly created a subfolder inside the folder i thought i put em in...to the great dismay or all we were still unable to open, access, insert or even look at em...
this whole time ash was trying to work out a ten page paper for her geography class due the same day as her next big test and this is a class mind you, in which she has consistenly failed all the tests despite studying, which seems to be the case for nearly all the gringos in that class...
we are both nearly in tears with frustration when a marvelous idea flashes through my brilliant sleep deprived missing my foto class even as we speak fucked up lil hungover on a thursday brain
FUCK IT MAN LETS GO SHOPPING
so we head for the snail mall, aka alternamall...officially named dos caracoles, that is..two snails...cause it winds in circles and there are two interconnected sides..
and i got two really cute new skirts...
i realize that i am filling a place of emotional need with material things however its been working great in most ways except perhaps the most important...my budget is now truly fucked and i fear i will return home with shit tons of cool clothes, my credit card wiped out and a pile of dept and when people ask where i travelled i will sidetrack em quick with a, wanna see my pants??
stay tuned for the sequel, i miss my therapist or how the snailmall fucked me
heh heh heh
well so it was sooooooo frustrating that i called up ashley and we decided to grab some beers with her boy nico and some chilean folks...
this led to a ridiculous wednesday night.
the very next morning, early...i headed to her place to utilize her offer, which included powerpoint in english and a pre made title page that she was very proud of...
like a moron i had spent the day before saving my zillion pics in appropriate order to the computadora at the corner place, so tru to fraggle form i did the same thing on ashleys computer only to experience MAC ATTACK!!!!! i have not even a crumb of a clue how to operate a pc beyond hitting the damn button again if it doesnt work the first time, but at least everything is familiar, yeah its fucked up more often than not but its a kind of fucked up im used to like a dysfunctional family and i know that makes bill gates my abusive daddy but shit baby i can take it...mostly he just fucks me by not showing up when i need him or not doing what he said hed do...shit could be far worse
so sleepy hungover me spends like an hour saving pics in appropriate order and then is unable for some mysterious reason to locate those fuckers...searching searching searching...find em at last with ashleys help having unwittingly created a subfolder inside the folder i thought i put em in...to the great dismay or all we were still unable to open, access, insert or even look at em...
this whole time ash was trying to work out a ten page paper for her geography class due the same day as her next big test and this is a class mind you, in which she has consistenly failed all the tests despite studying, which seems to be the case for nearly all the gringos in that class...
we are both nearly in tears with frustration when a marvelous idea flashes through my brilliant sleep deprived missing my foto class even as we speak fucked up lil hungover on a thursday brain
FUCK IT MAN LETS GO SHOPPING
so we head for the snail mall, aka alternamall...officially named dos caracoles, that is..two snails...cause it winds in circles and there are two interconnected sides..
and i got two really cute new skirts...
i realize that i am filling a place of emotional need with material things however its been working great in most ways except perhaps the most important...my budget is now truly fucked and i fear i will return home with shit tons of cool clothes, my credit card wiped out and a pile of dept and when people ask where i travelled i will sidetrack em quick with a, wanna see my pants??
stay tuned for the sequel, i miss my therapist or how the snailmall fucked me
heh heh heh
posted by Rachel R. @ 10:03 AM
3 Comments:
At 8:23 AM,
Jeff Pollet said…
Isn't it funny that we recognize we're doing something that may not be great long term, but we do it anyway...? Not a deep comment, but it just strikes me as sort of universal--and buying skirts is one of the least destructive ways this sort of thing could work.
On a less serious note, seems to me that your plan of sidetracking inquiring minds with talk/show-and-tell of chilean pants will probably work most of the time, given what you've said about those pants.
At 8:35 AM,
Jeff Pollet said…
One more thing--if yer online while yer using the Powerpoint en Espanol, you *could* use AltaVista's babelfish thingie to translate some of the instructions/wordsonbuttons/etc. Painstaking, I know, but possible...that's what I use to read some of yer more non-english posts.
At 8:45 AM,
Jennifer said…
as far as i can tell, computadoras are have always been and will always be an arch nemesis of rachel lea rob...
...need i bring up the printing fiasco of the chile-benefit?!
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