Y'know, this guy's my best friend and even though now it'll be an hour of my time to drive him home and back . . . I just can't feel bad about it.
See, I picked up my parents et al from the airport this evening. I had just stopped back at my apartment (close to the airport) to drop off a bag of laundry and double-check their flight info.
I put my computer to sleep and took two steps before going, "oh crap, I forgot to check their flight status!" As the computer was still in the process of going to sleep, I didn't hit the power button like usual but just clicked the mouse a bunch of times . . .
. . . the computer started powering down. Then the fan revved up super fast. Again.
And then it died. Again. Didn't take longer than a week.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-
Anyway, picked up Ed after driving the folks et al home, he came over. Within the next 15 minutes of fiddling around, resetting my BIOS . . . computer was back.
So I've learned two things from this, one of which I had already known. The first is that I shall forever now never put my computer to sleep - Ed said it himself, "yeah, I never put my computer to sleep, it always messes it up." Fair enough. I guess I shall never do that anymore.
The second - the thing I always knew - is that Ed is basically the greatest guy in the world. Sure he talks like a sleaze sometimes, hates everyone, and lives far away . . . but he's awesome.
And as long as he can always help me fix my computer, I will always be willing to drive him around a bit. But not as much now, since he has a car and can drive now.
Which is more awesome.
