Okay time to get off my butt and stress test pet’s computer. The video drivers are one possible culprit.
Smart money’s still on the wireless. My plan if that’s the case is to uninstall all internet drivers, run a partial reinstall on windows, then various scans and reinstall drivers.
Stress testing pet’s computer. It’s got a bad driver somewhere and I need to redline the bugger so I can find out which one.
My money’s on the wireless card, tbh. That bitch was hell to install, took three days of fiddling until I just had to tunnel the bastard.
Here’s the rough draft of an essay I just pounded out. If anyone can give me any tips I’d love it. It’s on the Mass Effect Trilogy and its music so there are spoilers.
I have a few copies of “Playboy” from the 1970s stashed away somewhere. One of them has a letter where a guy writes in saying, “I met this really gorgeous, sweet woman, and we were planning to get married, but she sat me down yesterday and told me that she had a sex change before she met me. Mr. Hefner, should I marry someone who used to be a man?” and the response was, “So she had a sex change, big whoop. Would you be asking this question if she’d made any other change in her life before she met you? You love the woman she is now, and that’s all that should matter. If you want kids you can adopt or something.”
I feel so conflicted right now
That awkward moment when Hugh Hefner is more trans-positive than most feminists of the same era.