There I was sitting down to my nth scenario of the evening, when I experienced a dreaded colour shift on my monitor. Now I was reasonably sure that I hadn’t kicked the monitor cable, so this combined with no response from the keyboard, was putting my mind onto only one possible path. The GFX card (Nvidia 8800 GTX) had finally given up the ghost. To be honest there had been a few signs in the past couple of months, but wanting to put of the inevitable, I had ignored it. So I ripped the side of the case, reseated the card, reattached the power supply to card and prayed, in vain.
Yes it had decided to shag me over just before the weekend. Yes it’s late Thursday night, but the situation is still recoverable.
So moving downstairs with a swiftness that belays my age, I commandeered the laptop from the wife. This is a crisis, strong action is needed to stave off disaster. I’m that man, it’s my mandate from heaven. So I head over to my favourite website, which I know does Saturday morning deliveries (For more money) and select a Sapphire ATI 5850, which I’d had my eye for since my upgrade to a I7 920, a good few months back. I just wanted to fit it at the same time as my new case, but no time for that.
Put the little sucker in the basket and head to the checkout. Bugger, what’s my password.. attempt 1,2,3,4 and 5 all blew past. FFS where’s my email, on my gaming PC, where else. So now I’m going to be on the phone to them in the morning, post dropping daughter off at nursery. I just hope to god, that nothing else got fried. Mood = STRESSED.
Update: Thank god, I ordered an overspec’d laptop for the wife a couple of weeks ago. Backup plan Zeta now instigated!