Inexplicable computer glitches will be the death of me.
After an evening of chugging-around online, studying problematic technical cases similar to your own, your layman's brain is exhausted. You've spent hour after hour engaging in multiple tedious trials to work around incompatibility issues. Eventually, if you're persistent enough, everything seems to coalesce. Your computing device is finally cooperating, and the cyber-sprockets are meshing without any grinding error messages bleeping you awake at every turn.
So you call it a night. You'll sleep on some ideas, and commit to resuming production tomorrow after breakfast - without the distraction of having to worry about a bunch of tinkering-about with software patches between each measly step of production.
The following day, you're reinvigorated and feeling rather enthused about piecing together some fantastic multimedia stuff. You import some video clips, arrange some sound, and just when you think you're channeling Picasso, shit starts mysteriously freezing-up for no apparent reason. Hey! It was working just fine last night God damn it!
Before you know it, your stubbornness to win has drawn you back to Google, and you find yourself entering search terms like "VLC Media Player Codec Compatability Windows Movie Maker .avi .wma interlace PAL NTSC" and sifting through reams of poorly written questions and smug answers. I might just as well enter "skinny MILF with big tits" and fuck my own hand.
Fuck it. Fuck the whole schmere. I've been idiotically fucking around with this shit patiently for far too long now. Eleven hundred hours and three used computers later is enough to convince me that the entire consumer digital media structure is modeled after a carrot on a stick. I thought I could make some simple digital works of art without spending a fortune on equipment or getting a degree in computing science.
I was wrong. Skinny MILF with big tits wrong.
After an evening of chugging-around online, studying problematic technical cases similar to your own, your layman's brain is exhausted. You've spent hour after hour engaging in multiple tedious trials to work around incompatibility issues. Eventually, if you're persistent enough, everything seems to coalesce. Your computing device is finally cooperating, and the cyber-sprockets are meshing without any grinding error messages bleeping you awake at every turn.
So you call it a night. You'll sleep on some ideas, and commit to resuming production tomorrow after breakfast - without the distraction of having to worry about a bunch of tinkering-about with software patches between each measly step of production.
The following day, you're reinvigorated and feeling rather enthused about piecing together some fantastic multimedia stuff. You import some video clips, arrange some sound, and just when you think you're channeling Picasso, shit starts mysteriously freezing-up for no apparent reason. Hey! It was working just fine last night God damn it!
Before you know it, your stubbornness to win has drawn you back to Google, and you find yourself entering search terms like "VLC Media Player Codec Compatability Windows Movie Maker .avi .wma interlace PAL NTSC" and sifting through reams of poorly written questions and smug answers. I might just as well enter "skinny MILF with big tits" and fuck my own hand.
Fuck it. Fuck the whole schmere. I've been idiotically fucking around with this shit patiently for far too long now. Eleven hundred hours and three used computers later is enough to convince me that the entire consumer digital media structure is modeled after a carrot on a stick. I thought I could make some simple digital works of art without spending a fortune on equipment or getting a degree in computing science.
I was wrong. Skinny MILF with big tits wrong.
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