5 total crashed-failed to reboot properly incidents total now.
I've narrowed the problem down to something being loose inside my iBook and mussing up or short circuiting something. What exactly, I know not. But by tapping (rather strongly, not light taps) the area around my airport card after the problem occurs seems to cause it to reboot perfectly (now watch it mess up again and tapping not work).
Original hypothesis was that temperature was a factor, as the first few times, the iBook had gone from warm to cold when freezing and dying on me. But this time, it wasn't _that_ cold. So I'm thinking there's a certain temperature that triggers the system failure? Strange.
I noticed the area-around-airport-card thing after I noticed that pulling out the airport card and plugging it back in caused the iBook to boot again, and also, snapping in the metal holding thingies that held the airport card in place caused a crash on it own... made me consider that there's something in the near vicinity that causes problems. Note, also, that the RAM chip areas right below the airport card. And the three tones/beeps is a sign of RAM failure. Coincidence? We thinks not!
But still, pain in the ass. And a rather annoying one at that. Like a mosquito bite that won't go away. But it's no longer a hell-is-freezing-over and the world is going to end 'cause Ben no longer will have a computer system to work on problem. We rejoice. But it'll still need to be fixed. And depending on how bad the problem is, I may just put off sending it in for repairs until time permits. Or the Mac mini comes out, and I get clearance to purchase that. 'cause I really don't feel like spending $500 without having some stable source of income. Nope-nope.
And I've been having trouble logging onto Chase's account services. Which is BAD. 'cause I've been using them to buy a few minor things, and the account's linked to my home address, which means bills get sent there, and not to me, so if I can't access the account, I can't pay them off. Which means I'll owe more money. Arrrrgh. Stupids.
I'm going to bed. It's almost 4 AM, and I haven't the foggest clue why.
Oh, and Jules, if you read this, your phone called me again and left a garbled voice message. Mmm, I deleted it, although now that I think about it, I shouldn't have... should have saved it and checked to see if I could figure out what's going on.