Another SES song. This will very likely go down the very same path as “another Garnet Crow song”.
So I finally put Windows 11 on this computer, and…
It’s been an experience.
I also had 64GB of RAM put into it, which maxes it out, because I was thinking that if I maxed it out all I would have to do would be to open it up one time and that was that. Everything else seemed good enough… that is, until I looked at how much free hard drive space I had left (on an SSD, of all things) and realized that Windows 11 took up more hard drive space than I had originally anticipated even though I had enough to install it and have enough to run it. I’ve been removing some unnecessary apps that I don’t ever use, which has freed up some space on it, but I never thought I would have to do that on a gaming rig of all things. Before installation of Windows 11, I had roughly 100GB of free space, which wasn’t bad given the size of my hard drive. Now, with a lot of effort, I have nearly 50GB. For the life of me I am still trying to figure out what caused this sharp reduction in free hard drive space… other than, of course, the most obvious, Windows 11.
I also kept tabs on the Supernatural convention that took place in Denver, and that too was an experience. I can see why people have now begun to block Jared Padalecki on Twitter for their own personal mental health. I have never seen someone so expertly invalidate queerness in so few words in my lifetime, and I don’t think I will again because least of all I am not going to tune into anything else that Jared Padalecki headlines. I don’t think I should even have been surprised given that this is Jared we’re discussing, but still… I am. Just a bit. The bar was the floor and I still manage to be a bit surprised every time he reaches a new low.
As my friend quipped, you can still be a part of a fandom without letting certain parts of it abuse you.
Since I nearly forgot to queue up another post.

You do realize that I run a tracker here, right?
The same people who complain that I view their Tweets when they misgender my friend and constantly call him by the wrong name are frequent fliers on this blog, sometimes going twenty-one pages back as they do so. You do realize that my internal tracker (Google Analytics, thank you very much) tells me all of this, right? In before some of you start claiming that it’s not legal or questioning the legality of it, it’s… literally Google Analytics. The only reason that it was ever even set up in the first place was because I wanted to know if Bub’s paternal grandmother and (one of?) her sisters were devoting hours to stalking me again because they have two extremely unique locations, and it would be impossible for them to say that “someone else from that area” viewed my blog in light of that. (This was actually something that was noticed by more than one state agency, too. The fact that this was happening. That they were doing this. I mean, it wasn’t “just me”.)
Sometimes expecting logic out of people is simply too much of an expectation, though. I’m just saying…