Baby step by infinitesimal baby step, my computer is getting back to working the way I want it to. I just need this one to creep along until I get a decent laptop, then it can die a merry electronic death. Photoshop is now reinstalled, my Wacom tablet is reinstalling as we speak (recommend I shut down all other programs until you’re blue in the face, I’m not gonna do it), and my other Photoshop add-ons are queuing in the hopes that I’ll reinstall them as well. AlienSkin, you’re in luck. Some of the others, not so much. I’m discovering that I have way more stuff than I actually need. At least my hording tendencies take up less physical space than my mother’s. But for reals, yo, the next time my computer tells me it wants to be rebooted I’m going to find Bill Gates and kick his retired philanthropist ass.
Correcting. My Wacom still won’t reinstall. Fuckity. Rhymes with cupboardy.
