Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
I realized at about 9:45 tonight that my stupid fucking new DVR didn't record the season finale from Desperate Housewives!! Shit! Fuck!!! Dammit!!
Anyone watch it? If so, I need info!!!!
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So, it's like 8:30 and the season finale of Desperate Housewives is coming on @ 9. I realized I DVR'd the previous week's episode but hadn't watched it yet. So, I had the DVR set to record tonight's finale and I'd watch them both some time this week (not tomorrow of course, that's the finale of 24!!! God, I'm so lame). So, I put in a DVD I got from Netflix, one of the X-Files seasons, I put one of those fugly green mud masks on my face and proceeded to spend a quiet Sunday evening with a beer or three watching this stupid shit on TV.
I just happpen to look up at my DVR to see what time it was, and I noticed it was 9:35 and I also noticed one other little problemo - the little red record light WAS NOT ON!!! This means trouble, my friends, trouble indeed. My show was not recording. I proceed to run screaming into the living room, where my roommate was watching something else (I was in my bedroom). With a face only Frankenstein could love (thanks to the now over-hardened mud mask, hell I looked like an X-File), I was screaming in a tongue only my roommate could understand that this needed to be fixed, and NOW; given I'm of course technologically challenged, this was my cute little way of asking for help and lightning fast help at that!
My roommate came in and was trying to figure out what was going on - turning the power button off and then back on again. Now the sound on the TV won't work!! Oh dear God I was gonna have a full-fledged hissy, with a green face no less. This was not a pretty sight. I proceeded to start panting like I was about to give birth to a little green alien, somehow hoping this would will my roommate to fix the problem. Well, the roommate was stumped, trying everything, and left me to have my hissy fit in private. How nice!
Well, this just wouldn't do. I ran to the bathroom and washed off the green shit, grabbed my cell phone and called the cable company - after all, they'd know what to do right!??? I pushed the 45,000 buttons required to get me to a real live person, who turned out to be a woman, surprisingly. Nothing wrong with it, just usually get a man in the 'technological assistance' part of the cubby hole maze. Much to my dismay, the woman was as clueless as I was about what to do about my very serious problem. She did manage to get the sound back on the TV though, after about 10 minutes. Poor woman - I can't even remember what I screamed into the phone to her, but I figured, woman to woman, her knowing I was missing the finale of Desperate Housewives would spring her into action.
Well, by now the show was over, so I just let her off the hook and hung up. Comng up @ 10 was the finale of Grey's Anatomy, so I figured if the DVR was in an "I don't feel like recording" mood, I'd just stay up and watch it. Fool me once, fool me twice, how does that go again?
I finally calm myself down and look up at the DVR. It's 10:02, and the motherfucker was proudly showing off its little red record light, which meant it was recording my show.
It's out to get me, I'm tellin ya!!! :o)
Anyone watch it? If so, I need info!!!!
**********
So, it's like 8:30 and the season finale of Desperate Housewives is coming on @ 9. I realized I DVR'd the previous week's episode but hadn't watched it yet. So, I had the DVR set to record tonight's finale and I'd watch them both some time this week (not tomorrow of course, that's the finale of 24!!! God, I'm so lame). So, I put in a DVD I got from Netflix, one of the X-Files seasons, I put one of those fugly green mud masks on my face and proceeded to spend a quiet Sunday evening with a beer or three watching this stupid shit on TV.
I just happpen to look up at my DVR to see what time it was, and I noticed it was 9:35 and I also noticed one other little problemo - the little red record light WAS NOT ON!!! This means trouble, my friends, trouble indeed. My show was not recording. I proceed to run screaming into the living room, where my roommate was watching something else (I was in my bedroom). With a face only Frankenstein could love (thanks to the now over-hardened mud mask, hell I looked like an X-File), I was screaming in a tongue only my roommate could understand that this needed to be fixed, and NOW; given I'm of course technologically challenged, this was my cute little way of asking for help and lightning fast help at that!
My roommate came in and was trying to figure out what was going on - turning the power button off and then back on again. Now the sound on the TV won't work!! Oh dear God I was gonna have a full-fledged hissy, with a green face no less. This was not a pretty sight. I proceeded to start panting like I was about to give birth to a little green alien, somehow hoping this would will my roommate to fix the problem. Well, the roommate was stumped, trying everything, and left me to have my hissy fit in private. How nice!
Well, this just wouldn't do. I ran to the bathroom and washed off the green shit, grabbed my cell phone and called the cable company - after all, they'd know what to do right!??? I pushed the 45,000 buttons required to get me to a real live person, who turned out to be a woman, surprisingly. Nothing wrong with it, just usually get a man in the 'technological assistance' part of the cubby hole maze. Much to my dismay, the woman was as clueless as I was about what to do about my very serious problem. She did manage to get the sound back on the TV though, after about 10 minutes. Poor woman - I can't even remember what I screamed into the phone to her, but I figured, woman to woman, her knowing I was missing the finale of Desperate Housewives would spring her into action.
Well, by now the show was over, so I just let her off the hook and hung up. Comng up @ 10 was the finale of Grey's Anatomy, so I figured if the DVR was in an "I don't feel like recording" mood, I'd just stay up and watch it. Fool me once, fool me twice, how does that go again?
I finally calm myself down and look up at the DVR. It's 10:02, and the motherfucker was proudly showing off its little red record light, which meant it was recording my show.
It's out to get me, I'm tellin ya!!! :o)
posted by Miss_Vicki at 10:01 PM
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