Music:wierd incoherent wailing - can't even identify the artist
I'm a fucking idiot. I explain to my fragrant workmate how, sound card or not, you can use any CDRom drive as a Walkman, in order to try and stop her talking to me. She shoves in a pirated Ricky Martin enhanced CD which won't autoplay. "But that's really strange," she repeats, as I try to explain to her why it isn't playing, and that most CDs will play, while simultaneously holding my breath, trying not to touch any part of her computer, and hide my contempt of people who pirate Ricky Martin CDs. I get her settled, thinking to myself, "she probably sings along" and, what do you know? she does.
Pfff. She's broken the printer again. Joy.
Is her singing more annoying than her talking? So far, I'd say no. We'll see.