Expressions of Literalchemy (3)

My major problem having a blog that’s not explicitly made to hold my fiction is I never know what to post in it. However, today I got a very nice question on Tumblr and I answered it in a variety of ways that satisfied me, and Tumblr is a terrible website for archival purposes, eyemow, so I’ll put them up here as one of these posts. Enjoy!


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Daily Thought: Time To Never Upgrade My OS Again

Today my sister bought a budget level Lenovo laptop, because the family’s had a good run with Lenovo stuff. I have a hefty Ideapad that I’ve used for MMOs and productivity without a hitch, and my younger sister has a budget level Lenovo lappy that’s worked great for her school stuff. My sister bought her laptop now because I told her jokingly that Windows 10 is gonna come standard on these things from now on, and the thought drove her near to panic so she rushed out to buy now.

Thankfully, it just has Windows 8.1. on it.

Windows 10 seems rather unbearable. Even after you turn off all the unwanted settings, there’s stuff like not being able to turn off updates in Windows 10 Home. That’d be a dealbreaker for me: as someone on a strict data cap I need to be able to have total control of the things using data on my computer. All the ads, the data mining crap, all of which comes on by default. This is an ugly side-effect of the Cloud-ification of everything on your computer: more and more things get shunted to an internet connection ostensibly for your convenience, but then they do whatever they want while calling home base, without your input and utterly outside accountability. I’m going to guess Windows 8.1 is as far as I’ll go, judging by how horrible Windows 10 has turned out to be.

I’ve surrendered enough control already as it is; Windows 10 is just insultingly roguish with my data. It had me pinned to the mat before, now it’s taunting me while I’m down with a knee to my head.

It almost makes me long for the days when shit just came on a disc and you popped it in and those were the steps of the process.

I might not be able to buy that disc and get it right away intercontinentally like I can things now, but at least that disc wasn’t selling my data to third parties every second (for my convenience, y’know, improving my user experience and all of that jazz).

Internet Data Cap Survival Guide

Moving to a new place out in the sticks I was dismayed to find that not even Windstream, the internet provider that was set up EXCLUSIVELY to provide internet to the sticks, would set up internet at my shithole that time forgot new house. NO ISP IN THE AREA wants to be in this goddamn place. I’ve even had satellite providers go “holy shit no” and I’m at my wit’s end (Dish Network Satellite Service MIGHT, they tell me, install here, MAYBE, they’re gonna CHECK IT OUT and get back to me).

So I had to bite the bullet and get a hella expensive LTE data plan from AT&T. My iPhone IS my modem now. I can only get on the internet through putting it in personal hot-spot mode. I’m actually really pleased with the speed (it’s faster and more stable than my unlimited home internet back at my old house) but the data cap fucking blows. I’ve been living with it for over a month now, and in the interim I’ve done a lot of stuff to save data. I figure I might as well share this wealth of lore.

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Daily Thought: Uncaring Sharing

It occurs to me that it’s actually really rough being retweeted by basically anyone.

Social media content sharing can be helpful if you’re just shilling a product, but I can guarantee you that if you use twitter for any length of time to try to interact with human beings outside of selling them things or garnering personal cachet, it’s almost always going to become an inconvenience to you sooner or later. Getting retweeted by the wrong person (or even by the right person) can practically put your account out of commission for hours, or for days, if not for actually fucking ever.

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