Like C4 on my nose

I wonder if things will someday blow up in my face.  I wonder if that might be literal, too.

I like technology.  I like computers.  I like playing around with my computer.  I like doing things with my computer that could go horribly, horribly wrong and then wondering if that was the best idea.

I wanted to try out the new version of Windows that’s coming out later this year.  That meant I had to partition my hard drive.  For you layfolk, Mother, that means I had to create a separate little section to install the software.  Windows XP doesn’t do that on its own, so I downloaded a free program that can.  The first didn’t work, so I found another.  This one did.  I love all the warnings that come with these programs, telling you outright that things could go horribly, horribly wrong, so you’d better backup your data before you press the red button.  I backed up my photos and videos, but the rest wasn’t high-priority.

After several tense minutes, the computer rebooted, and voila!  I had the purtiest little partition I’d ever seen just a’waitin’ that copy of the Windows 7 release candidate.  I had already burned the Windows software onto a DVD so I could install it.  After many minutes and a couple of reboots, I beheld the purtiest little Windows version I’d ever seen just a’waitin’ for me to tinker.

So far, it’s pretty nice, but I’m still getting used to it, it’s pretty different from XP and I never got Vista.  Best of all, my computer did not blow up.  Once again, cloaked in ignorance and good intentions, I have somehow managed to avoid permanent damage to my precious computer, and was able to keep things from going horribly, horribly wrong.