The summary of how my morning went (my computer died. Again. And needed to be reset. Again. Fully, from the Windows boot disk. Again. For the 6th time.), here represented by some choice, memeable gifs:

Oh, and
then I found out WWIII has moved from 'Spanish Civil War' territory (war in Ukraine) to full blown 'Invasion of Poland' territory (Bombing/invading fucking Venezuela. Venezuela! Motherfucking
Venezuela!!! A country who, in popular media, was the subject of invasion, NOT ONLY by vaguely American shaped forces based around late Cold War Era troops by the aforementioned punk of the cyber kind, they even got 'interventioned' by vaguely American shaped forces based around GWOT troops by the fucking trashy pulp videogame Mercenaries 2. A game from fucking close to fucking 20 years ago now.
That.
Fucking.
VENEZUELA?!?!?!)
Holy shit and hellfire, what the actual fuck!
Again. My computer died and need a full reset, from the lengthy period of time it took me from trying to fix it from the first time I found it broken in the two minutes since I had woken up this morning, blissfully unaware. The length of time? 30 mins, if that.
The final, coup de grace kick in the nuts? I know, and have known since a bit before the middle of last year, what the problem has been. I misdiagnosed the problem when I was first chasing down this problem from the moment I first started this rig up after building it with my own two hands, and know-how from a life of being around electronics, and recent work on automobiles. I threw literal hundreds of dollars in parts at this before actually taking more than the time it took to think about what a memory issue could be just by reading the error code name out loud and searched up the actual, root cause.
I scoffed at the result, shook my head and had a little chuckle at how silly I had been, and lessons learnt from the experience. The actual fix, I once again naively thought at the time, would be cheap, and while not exactly easy (my new rig, while way better organized than my previous outing, is still rather cramped for space inside at present due to design choices I willing made), would at be simple enough, because what else, possibly, could go wrong (at that point in time)?
It's a an issue with my ram. At least 32gb worth on the bright side, all 64gb most likely, bunk, though works when it feels like it, and with billion dollar corpos scooping up all the ram sticks like a junkie does to satisfy his fiending ass nature.
There will be a rather larger, more in depth summary of this failure, and more, once I finally come down from my Mount Crumpet of pure, blindingly, white hot visceral rage at the fact I woke up at all today at this point in time.
FUCKING VENEZEULA!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK!!!
FUCK