Day: January 24, 2008

This just requires profanity. Zune, sucks. Royally. A customer asked me to put some of their personal data on their Zune. So I am installing the software on my laptop. It’s now been an hour, and the install is still NOT done. And it’s not a slow computer. It took 15 minutes to check for updates. Then it “prepared” my computer three times. It has now been stuck on 99% of “installing” for about 15 minutes. Microsoft really screwed this one up. I don’t know who they bought out to get the Zune, but you’d think they would have actually put a little effort into polishing up their software before just slapping their name on it. It is SO not an iPod killer. At least Macs come preinstalled with iTunes. And the standard iTunes install is done in 5 minutes. Goodbye from Lakeland.

Update: Now, just as I get ticked off enough to just cancel the setup and see if I can run the program manually, the screen starts to flicker, and the battery goes dead in the laptop I was using. Thank you Microsoft for such a fine product. Keep them coming. Not.

So I had the most interesting dream last night. I was with a group of people in a house at night, but we could not leave because there were these not-so-dead zombies waiting outside for us with their backs turned to us. So I got outside and climbed a tree to see if I could find a way out. That’s when they noticed me and started to climb the tree. I pushed some of them out of the tree where they plummeted to their death (remember, they weren’t “dead” zombies). During all of this time, I was viewing from first person. Then it switched to third person (is that the right way of expressing it, or is that only in writing?) and I climbed higher into the tree where I miraculously swung out of it while most of the zombies where in the tree. It was like something you’d see in a movie. That’s when I started to fight with the zombies. One by one I was taking them on and defeating them. I suppose it was a bit gory (amnesia is already starting to set in). Once I killed the last one, I walked to the house and slammed on the window in the door with blood all over me with a look on my face that was like “Yeah, you guys couldn’t do that.” So I have no idea what the dream was about, except that when I woke up (10 minutes before my alarm was to go off), I felt good. It was the most vivid dream I’ve had in a long time. One of the few that I will remember for years. Of course, I’ll ignore the Freudian part where I started off as a woman, but when I got out of the tree, it was manly me. I don’t need any interpretations of that one, thank you.

I am thinking I should write a book about it. Develop it into a whole zombie story. Michelle Ryan can play me in the movie version so I’ll have to work close to her on a more personal level to fully convey my dream. I’ll have to read the Zombie Survival Guide first though.