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I just got my ass handed to me, and Fitchburg State University’s tech lead is pissed, at MCB.

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I just got the final word. FSU’s tech lead, Sherry, told me this. We’ll let an XP system on the network. But we don’t officially support it anymore. they won’t work on, or provide support for, a system that is not 1. up to date. 2. under warranty. 3. does not have a LEGAL COPY of an up-to-date operating system on it.
I was officially told this afternoon, do not bring a used machine on the network. here it is. “So, for the security of yourself, the school’s network, and to prevent legal trouble, no used system, and nothing older than vista, or 7. If necessary, you can purchase an upgrade disc from the bookstore for $7.”
So I was correct about not accepting a used system, as who knows if I’d be getting a legal copy of XP? there’s also the questionable integrity of anything on Craigslist. Get a Windows machine off Craigslist, you’re just inheriting someone else’s problem. Also, if I have issues with the machine, I can’t take it down to i.t., because they simply will not help, if it’s an XP machine. Ladies and gentlemen, it’s dead, let’s throw it a party…I mean, funeral. I absolutely must get a new machine. I cannot bring a used one onto the campus, it will be allowed on the network, but not supported. So if it, too, goes the way of this frankenputer, I’m, for all intents and purposes, fucked, and not pleasurably either.

Also, Sherry would like to give a nice, sticky, and unpleasant piece of her mind to the idiot at MCB who put XP on a vista system. She figures the original configuration of this system was probably illegal to start with. She’s not too thrilled. I suspect she’s already called there and rammed her foot up somebody’s ass.



Mirrored from shane and krista's rantings and musings..

leave this shit to the parents:, please?

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Yeah ok, I had foster parents that rocked, and still rock, to this day, and tauight me the fine art of who the fuck cares about a person’s sexual orientation, race, etc.
Now, the ottawa school board wants to
add
it to the school learning experience with survey’s., asking those as young as 11, if their gay, and if I’m reading this correctly, these survey’s will impact their education.
If I read it wrong, hey, speak up.
My thoughts are this, please do be leaving the right and wrong teaching to the parents, for one simple reason.
The child(s) are going to here about racist crap from the larger world, and it’s the parents, not the school’s, responsibility to teach their kids right from wrong/
That’s all I’m saying.



Mirrored from shane and krista's rantings and musings..

It’s… Cluetime! Again? Really?

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I thought I was done issuing clues to the stupid today? it’s almost 5 PM as I start this. I guess clue issuance doesn’t have office hours. Having said that, I guess stupid doesn’t either. And I take it those who issue clue don’t get sickdays? I could’ve taken one today. somewhere, one of you just asked, “Oh for fuck’s sakes, what could’ve possibly blown up now? Shane’s out of the country for Christ’s sakes!” Yeah, well of course he’s out of the country. but that doesn’t mean my family’s stupid license wasn’t revoked. Of course not. that’d be too easy. I’m digging through email again. Personal email. Translation: the address the family has. this can only end in cursing, right? Well, of course.

Over the past couple days, my mother seemed to have gotten some weed in her system, gotten the bug out of her ass, and started acting like a normal human being. she even cracked a joke in her last message about me buying her an iPhone for her 40th birthday. So you’d think that the stupid was if not gone, at least significantly curtailed, right? Excuse me while I pop your happy little bubble where everything’s perfect… Ah, there, that’s better. Incoming stupid! Duck and cover! (Note that the email address of the guilty party is not provided here for the author’s sanity and safety.)

Mon, Mar 7, 2011 at 4:08 PM
From: (My grandmother)
To: Krista Pennell

Hi Krista
Auntie called me last night and she wants to take you out to lunch for your birthday, I guess this weekend
she wants me to go too. Dad and I are happy you are coming home. Remember you can not bring Shane home
with you. I don;t want what happened for your birthday to happen. Email me back please
Love you

Now, let’s review, children, shall we?
When was Shane supposed to leave? tuesday.
When did he actually leave? Wednesday. We’ll blame Fitchburg State, the MBTA, and Greyhound for that, but that’s his deal not mine.
Who paid, more often than not, whenever we went to do something, whether it was traveling to New Hampshire to hang with friends, grab takeout because cafeteria food is meh, or go out to dinner by ourselves, without people whining they wanna go with us? that’s right, Shane did.
What did I contribute? I was able to pay for his food when his wallet walked off, give him a place to stay, and let him borrow my equipment while we waited for his to get here. (Thanks, asshole in Montreal, that was much appreciated. And asshole who jacked his wallet? Hell. Go there. now. Move). This trip was not under the niftiest of circumstances, as you well know, and as I’ve said before, we thank everyone who was able to pull it off the ground when it did go sideways.

that having been said, what the hell do I have to do to get it through people’s heads that he’s not taking advantage of me? Is my family really that overprotective, stupid, and unwilling to treat me like an adult that they’re hammering it into their own heads that he’s taking advantage of me? And how am I supposed to show them he’s not when they won’t give me the chance to? My mother, for one, complains that I don’t include him in anything. well, how do I do that when you won’t allow me to, you dumb ass? And grandmother, you know better. You of all people, know that I despise when people behave like that. You knew I didn’t want a birthday party, you knew it would’ve been too much for me to deal with. You knew I wanted Shane to meet everyone. I understand mother had a tantrum, oh my god, 2 and a half weeks ago, but that doesn’t give you the right to bring it up and throw it in my face. We’ve spoken of this before. I’ve told you I’m not going to be the old lady with 7000 cats just to make my mother happy and make her not have to, *gasp*, deal with people she may or may not like. the only person I’ve ever dated that she’s liked is cory. God forbid I date anyone else. she’s never liked anyone I’ve dated, with the exception of one guy, and that’s because his parents were filthy motherfucking rich. But he lived all the way out in Boston, and god forbid I be allowed to travel there. Oh, and he wasn’t necessarily college material either, so I guess the only reason she ever liked him was his rich family. Hell, she’s never really even liked any of my blind friends, again, with the notable exception of Cory. I know I referred in my last post to the poor guy whose family originated from Pakistan whom she ragged on so bad behind his back that I took pity on the poor kid and stopped talking to him. she never ragged on any of my other friends that bad, but when I hung around the few sighted people who would tolerate being seen with the blind girl in my early high school days, you could tell she was much happier about that. Take for example my friend Jay, who had one whole side of his face crushed by a jet-ski about 4 years back. He too, was blind. Did she ever rag on him, even if his face was scarred up all to hell? No. Did she rag on my friend who is wheelchair bound and only has partial use of one hand? No. All of these people have one thing in common, including Shane. That is that they all, somehow, look different. Hell, even I do. And we know she’s all over me constantly about my looks. So what the hell is her problem? Shane has done nothing to hurt me, nor has he done anything to her. When he met her, he was nothing but civil to her. And she didn’t give him any hell either. What seems to be the problem, now, and how the hell do I fix it? Given her previous history with friends of mine and people I’ve dated, how was I supposed to know she’d pull this on Shane? And why, suddenly, is my grandmother behaving like this? What’d I do to her? How’s he supposed to meet the rest of the family if they won’t remove their collective cranium from their rectum? Mother says she wants to see him included in things, and so do I, but how is that possible when everyone’s being stupid? How did they go from being accepting of this in November, to this attitude of disgust, now?
End brain vomit. Time to go get actual work done, now. it’s 7:35 and I’m still in an awesome mood because of that one email. Just… Meh. I hate people somedays.

Mirrored from shane and krista's rantings and musings..

bored

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Hello all,
I’m sitting in communications class, bored out of my mind, eating ritz chips. Jordan’s running his mouth about programming. We’ve got a supply teacher in Communications class today.
Drama should be interesting.
Guess what play we’re doing for Christmas?
The grinch, of all plays!
Could they not have come up with something, shall we say, a little more interesting then the grintch? Like Come on!
We’re discussing the mac house program as I type this.
Let’s see, what else to talk about…
The Trekker in one of the courses I am taking has decided it’s not going to play nice, so the teacher that knows how to work it is trying to fix it.
In regards to Rose and myself, we’re dooing awsome.
A lot of people jokingly ask us when the wedding is going to be, grin, and we always say, you’ll find out when the time is right. grin!

Talk to yall later.