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writer_girls, because I'm too lazy to think of a different way to say it:
"I just got processor and memory upgrades for mine (four years old), and I'm terrified of actually opening the thing up and installing them. I mean, I've installed memory before, but the instructions are all like, "IF YOU ARE NOT GROUNDED, YOU WILL KILL YOUR COMPUTER WITH STATIC ELECTRICITY!," and all I know is, the last time I was grounded, I was thirteen and it was for fighting with my sister. So I have no idea."
And really, I don't.
The Third Annual Cleo Awards are now up. Consider them the Digest update for last night, because I ended up sitting out in the subfreezing cold in an empty building waiting for my class to show up for forty-five minutes, having no idea that the first day of class is TODAY, not YESTERDAY. (And if you're wondering how I managed to sit outside while inside a building, the Humanities Building is built like one of those no-tell motels--big concrete balconies instead of halls around a hive of classrooms.) I had to sit outside because I couldn't remember if the room was 237 or 235--I'd grabbed the tuition bill rather than the schedule on the way out--and I wanted to be able to keep an eye out for signs of life. And there were none. I passed two professors leaving when I first got there, and that was it. But you know how there was all that ambient background noise in The Ring? Yeah. Forty-five minutes of that. I was on the second floor, and headlights/flashlights (from God knows what) from the ground floor kept swinging up and making shadows, and the elevator kept squeaking and creaking, and oh God if I am the only person in the building, why is the elevator moving?
I ended up waiting so long--seriously, I am not usually this hapless--because it's Scary Professor's class, the one I had a run-in with the first day last semester, and I didn't want to fuck this up. So I was half an hour early. And then I started wondering if the class started at 7:30, even though I knew that was impossible. So I waited until 7:15, and that's when I decided that if people weren't even there by that time, they weren't coming.
I wish to God I'd remembered my scarf.
So then I crawled home and made some hot chocolate from my Christmas stash but I couldn't get warm, no matter what I did I couldn't get warm, I ached all over and then I died of scarlet fever in Jo's arms... I mean, uh, I finished the Cleo Awards and went to bed. Yeah. That's what I meant.
writer_girls, because I'm too lazy to think of a different way to say it: "I just got processor and memory upgrades for mine (four years old), and I'm terrified of actually opening the thing up and installing them. I mean, I've installed memory before, but the instructions are all like, "IF YOU ARE NOT GROUNDED, YOU WILL KILL YOUR COMPUTER WITH STATIC ELECTRICITY!," and all I know is, the last time I was grounded, I was thirteen and it was for fighting with my sister. So I have no idea."
And really, I don't.
The Third Annual Cleo Awards are now up. Consider them the Digest update for last night, because I ended up sitting out in the subfreezing cold in an empty building waiting for my class to show up for forty-five minutes, having no idea that the first day of class is TODAY, not YESTERDAY. (And if you're wondering how I managed to sit outside while inside a building, the Humanities Building is built like one of those no-tell motels--big concrete balconies instead of halls around a hive of classrooms.) I had to sit outside because I couldn't remember if the room was 237 or 235--I'd grabbed the tuition bill rather than the schedule on the way out--and I wanted to be able to keep an eye out for signs of life. And there were none. I passed two professors leaving when I first got there, and that was it. But you know how there was all that ambient background noise in The Ring? Yeah. Forty-five minutes of that. I was on the second floor, and headlights/flashlights (from God knows what) from the ground floor kept swinging up and making shadows, and the elevator kept squeaking and creaking, and oh God if I am the only person in the building, why is the elevator moving?
I ended up waiting so long--seriously, I am not usually this hapless--because it's Scary Professor's class, the one I had a run-in with the first day last semester, and I didn't want to fuck this up. So I was half an hour early. And then I started wondering if the class started at 7:30, even though I knew that was impossible. So I waited until 7:15, and that's when I decided that if people weren't even there by that time, they weren't coming.
I wish to God I'd remembered my scarf.
So then I crawled home and made some hot chocolate from my Christmas stash but I couldn't get warm, no matter what I did I couldn't get warm, I ached all over and then I died of scarlet fever in Jo's arms... I mean, uh, I finished the Cleo Awards and went to bed. Yeah. That's what I meant.
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Date: 2004-01-06 02:01 pm (UTC)But hot chocolate always solves all woes. ;)
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Date: 2004-01-06 05:31 pm (UTC)That? Should not have made me laugh for the twenty minutes it did. Though it was fun to amuse myself with it in statistics class.
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Date: 2004-01-06 08:57 pm (UTC)When I open up a box I make sure I'm in a non-carpeted room. Remove socks and all non-essential clothing (remember Lain when she was upgrading her Navi?). When I mess with hardware I usually wear soft cotton pants and a t-shirt. Less clothing less static? Maybe, but it's better to err on the side of caution.
Grounded?
The most important thing is to turn off the power but keep the machine plugged in. When you open the box, ground yourself by touching the metal part of the case. Unplug the machine and proceed with changing the processor. Useful how-tos can be found at THG (http://www17.tomshardware.com/search/search.html?category=howto&words=processor). Make sure you have thermal paste. (Or consult your local friendly pc guy.)
Hope this helps (:
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Date: 2004-01-06 09:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-07 12:23 am (UTC)Q: Does it matter which slots I plug my new module in?
A: In general, you will get the best performance if you put the largest module (in megabytes) in the lowest-numbered slot. For example, if your computer comes with 32MB of removable memory and you want to add 128MB, it would be best to put the 128MB module into slot 0 and the 32MB module into slot 1.
Slot 0? In newer pcs it shows which slot is which. In older models it doesn't. On the motherboard on this (http://www.tvdsb.on.ca/tik/unit_1/internals.htm) page, it's the topmost of the four.
After a RAM up (http://computermemoryupgrade.mysuperpc.com/), a harddrive up is the second easiest thing :) Try this (http://www.harddriveupgrade.com/) page. You can also google for sites pertaining to hadware upgrades, &c. CL forums (http://forums.chicago.craigslist.org/?forumID=34) can also be of some use, but keep an eye out for punters.
It sounds like you're doing fine. Keep yourself grounded (heh), good luck and have fun with the rest of your upgrades (:
(Next up - you need to stop using IE. Ask me.)