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Why My Lists Don't Work

Most weeks I make a list. Everyone's seen them. I've infected many people with my OCD penchant for lists (although I notice that I have not infected anybody with my OCD penchant for getting every single infinitesimal mark off the white board when erasing it, but I'm working on that).

But my lists fail miserably on several counts. Things that seem to be easy and straightforward end up being nested tasks-within-tasks that make me want to gouge out my own eyes and set fire to my hair.

I needed to burn backups to my show to DVD. There's over a Gb of stuff for each show, so it won't fit on a standard CD. I don't have a DVD burner on my laptop, and it's too much information to send over the wireless, so first my laptop has to be reconfigured for ethernet, then the drive has to be mapped as a network drive on the desktop, where I have a DVD burner.

I've burned DVDs in it before. But for some reason, Roxio Drag-to-Disc is burning half a dozen files to the DVD and then telling me "Oh, this is write protected, I can't do anything else." It copies the gig+ of files six times, but won't write them.

So now I get to uninstall Roxio and install something else and hope that it works, so that I can burn my pathetic little files to a disk. For crying out loud. All I wanted to do was get this stuff off my laptop hard drive!

This is why I stopped scoring my weekly list completion. Because some weeks, I just can't win for losing.


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Aug. 30th, 2005 03:58 pm (UTC)
I feel your pain. You've come to a hard, but important realization. Life just ain't orderly, no matter how hard you try to force it to wear that particular suit.
Aug. 30th, 2005 04:07 pm (UTC)
But it looks so nice in that suit! And if it would just comb its hair once in a while, maybe it could get a date. And it wouldn't hurt it to get out more often. You can't just sit there alone in your room hoping the world will come to you, Missy. I swear, wearing nothing but sweatpants and a t-shirt with diet Coke spilled down the front, poking at your computer just makes you pasty and cranky! Dress up! Put your face on! Let people see now nice you look! And call your mother once in a while.

*WHEW*! NOW I feel better.

Actually, I installed this other program and it worked just fine and I ended up getting to bed at just after one with my show burned to a couple of DVDs.

Now...when are you coming over?
Aug. 30th, 2005 05:28 pm (UTC)
okay, okay!

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