Mahala is Upgraded

This morning, I volunteered to go pick up the mail for the office so that I could check for my package and mail my truck payment. It normally takes about fifteen minutes to run down there, grab the mail, socialize with the folks hanging around the post office and get back to work.

But not today.

I stood in line for thirty minutes. When I finally made it to the desk and asked if I had any packages, Postal Employee Rosie sighed heavily and with great angst before walking to the back of the building, grabbing the big, wheeled package basket and pushing it up to the counter.

"What 'cha lookin' fer?"

I half expected her to tell me to come back there and dig through it myself.

She poked around in the basket-cart-doohickey until she found a box from Wal-Mart with my name on it. Hallyfreakinloo-ya.

When I went home for lunch, I ripped into the box, whipped out the vacuum cleaner and a flashlight, cracked open my computer case and attempted to install the new memory. There was a chitload of cat hair and bird feathers in there. It's no wonder the fan had been grunting and groaning like it was about to die. After a little bodily contorting.. no easy feat with a broken toe and sore muscles, left over from my weekend adventure.. I managed to waller, poke and prod the memory chips in to place.

Why are they ALWAYS behind a big azz hunk o' wires?

Anywho, all went as planned and the upgrade was in place a total of 20 seconds before I'd logged on to Second Life to see if I could tell a difference. Okay.. Second Life was NOT the primary reason for spending $100 of the grocery money on a substantial memory upgrade for my computer. I did it so that I could work with Photoshop more efficiently, hopefully resulting in some additional income.

No really... don't look at me like that.

The added advantage of being able to run around Second Life unhindered is just frosting on the cake. If you ever visit Second Life, look me up: Mahala Roviana.

Honest injun.

Ooooo and now I can use Yahoo messenger again too. I hadn't thought about that. When they upgraded it last time, my little computer laid down and said "NO!" On Yahoo: hidden.mahala (don't forget the dot.)

Anywho.. it's nearly time to go home and I have to stop at the dolla store for more potting soil. Me and the Amazon are on a planting spree.

Ya'll have a good one...

Later Taters!

6 comments:

tiff said...

Woohoo! You are a brave one for dong anything to the innards of a computer. SRSLY! Hope you gave it a good cleaning out while you were there. Clean computers are happy computers, or so I've been told.

kenju said...

I second what Tiff said! I can't believe you did that by yourself!

Anonymous said...

And all this time I thought you were ignoring me on yahoo messenger! Welcome back!!

Tori Lennox said...

No need to justify your purchase. You can never have too much memory. :)

Joy T. said...

Ok. I'm feelin all warm and fuzzy inside that you put that memory in all by yourself. Makes me want to go grab the memory I've had sitting here for weeks now and put it in too. And Yahoo is great. But do you have facebook? That is the question.

Mahala said...

Although RAM is easy peasy to change, I have to admit I did break out in a sweat once or twice.

joy t.: No facebook here. I'm super cautious about using real names and info, which sort of defeats the purpose of Facebook. I've got a Myspace, but I can't tell you the last time I even logged on. I've got like.. five MSN accounts.. and more Gmail accounts than should be necessary for any human being (one for this blog, one for my SL blog, one for twisted mare.. )