UGH! Two more days of this too!!
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Tiamat72 |
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UGH! Two more days of this too!!
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"So you're the avenger, the killer of killers...nice outfit." - Top Dollar from The Crow |
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Orphanstar |
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I sympahise Tiaman. Ah the joys of the frustrated nobody who thinks they're assuming some power! Sounds worthy of a sickie to me - or one, or several.
Actually I had a sickie on Friday but it was more for the sake of my poor computer than for me (although I'd has enough of work and some of the people there too). So here comes my first whinge in the cell - and its actually a warning as well as a whinge because I'd be interested in whether anyone else has experienced anything like this. First thing Friday morning. My computer was suffering from a virus. Or so I thought. I thought this because when it was switched on about half a dozen windows appeared decked in various colours and informing the user that a virus had entered which was about to destroy all data (yes, all of it in a slow and lingering death) and the only way to prevent this was to buy a soopa doopa virus exterminator which, of course, was on sale in one of the windows. Some systems were actually malfunctioning/usual things not appearing and when I tried to activate my own anti virus software it had been disabled. Foolishly (yes it was foolish but it was also very early in the morning and I ain't a morning person) I did actually purchase and download one of these bits of software on offer. Needless to say it didn't work and the windows continued to appear unabated as well as numerous warnings from windows that systems were "under attack" etc.. My son appeared, called me an idiot for buying anything in this environment and we sat down and spent practically the whole day figuring out how to fix this up. We did so eventually and its OK now but it took some doing and the downloaded programs couldn't be removed in the normal way. We only really cleared it when we managed to re-enable the previous antiviral software which then did its task in getting rid of the intruder. So here's what it seemed to be - a virus which gets through the firewall, disables your antiviral protection and then offers you software at a price to remove the virus which doesn't work and attached itself like a leech to the hardrive. It gets your credit card details - and if you don't do anything about it then - well - who alone knows. What an evil little slagger! Poor computer! Lucky we can take sickies to help ailing family members ... |
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Spinout |
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Argh.
I hate ff.net and it's habit of eating formatting. It eats the nice, shiny, strings of underscores that make such beautiful pagebreaks, and every now and then it'll show the first line of a fic twice. Has anyone else ever seen stuff like this? Ratchet threw a wrench at Sideswipe. Ratchet threw a wrench at Sideswipe. This is the remainder of the fic, following my terrible example sentence. It's annoying, because reviewers point it out and think your some weirdo who can't format properly, and when you see it somewhere else, you always invariably stop and go "Huh? Haven't I read that already?" |
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MommimusPrime |
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< hr > will give you lovely page breaks on FF.net. But you have to add the code after you upload and before you post.
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Spinout |
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0_o
shiny. I bow down to your awesomness and html knowledge. |
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hellsangelcurse |
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OK so you say you're having money problems and might be evicted? Then why the hell are you buying DVDs?
Stick to basics! Try finding a job. It's called a budget! Cookie dough is a luxury, you don't need it! Nor that's giant thing of sugar! Gods I don't even really like you. Am I the only one who sees a problem or even a problem here? That's it I'm staying away from you, you aren't mooching off me. And our mutual friends wonder why I'm a hermit in the evenings. *grumbles* |
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Wyntir Rose |
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Dear Office Manager:
You have the attention span of a magpie with ADHD. You can't remember if you just filled out that form or if it was filled out when you opened it. You can't even remember to pay our bills without being prompted to do it. So don't you DARE accuse me of not doing something that you NEVER TRAINED ME TO DO! No, no you didn't. And don't you dare huff at me and roll your eyes! I am not a fucking psychic and I cannot spend my time holding your hand through this. I am your student not the teacher. So TEACH, god damn it!
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A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort. -- Herm Albright A woman is like a tea bag- you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water. -- Eleanor Roosevelt |
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hellsangelcurse |
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Three months. Three god damn long fucking months. You've had me in training for three months. She has been here for less then two. So why the hell are you
having us do our blind studies at the same time?
It really really really sucks to be someones first trainie. |
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mmouse15 |
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Why, when you really need to have a story out do the muses desert you, and then attack all at once when you're so busy you can't see straight and are
nowhere near a computer or even a piece of paper?
*headdesk* |
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hellsangelcurse |
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OK that's it I give up! I am sick of injuring myself.
As if grabbing a hot cast iron pan off the stove bare handed wasn't enough I know have a cut on my arm that I have no clue where it came from, and a perfectly round bruise on my breast, also no clue how it got there! |
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sonofwolf |
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Dear models,
We pay you $200 an hour, for 2 to 4 hours a day at a shoot, to stand there and look pretty. Don't fucking ask me to compensate you for gas. Please don't ask me, who can barely crack $200 a work day (I'm really shy of that, by like, A LOT), to pay you back for gas because you come from another city despite being repped in San Diego. If you can afford your Gucci's and Louis Vuitton's, you can sure as hell pay for your own damn gas!
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Scopeshot |
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Oh for fuck's sake dude and lady. It's roleplaying. It's not a political scandal, the death of a family member, or even being fired from work.
It's a bunch of words on a screen that in the long run, have about as much meaning at the end of the day as playing with gravel on the side of the road.
It's not Serious Business guys. SRSLY. Just accept that I can't always roleplay, or shock, gasp, might not want to roleplay with you, and get over it.
Giant robots. Giant robots shaped like gingerbread men. Invading Aliens. Alien autopsies. Werewolves. Lycanthropy pie. Anime nurses. People on fire at a
hospital. Just another day at MechQuest.
Quick on the draw, In this town, I am the law. Is what they say true? Does death wear blue? Can he fall? |
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brideoflister |
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To my wonderful GM (Who I do love very much)
Our party is a collection of wonderfully flaky people. Trying to get all of us in one spot to play the last session of the game is really impossible. I can't think of a time when we had all our player for a normal session. Can we just pretend Diprotocon fell into a black hole because his player will never show up. I'd like to not have to keep saying next week to other GMs. from your been-there-for-every-session-regardless-if-it-ran-or-not Autobot Beatdown
One 'n' canon, that's official.
Two 'n' cannon fires a missile.
I'd never want to nor do I plan on seeing any three 'n' cannnon.
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hellsangelcurse |
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I HATE loosing my voice and it hurts to swallow.
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hellsangelcurse |
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I FUCKING HATE LOSING PEOPLE I LOVE! HASN'T MY FAMILY SUFFERED ENOUGH?
....my uncle died last night. And he is only the latest in a very long list. |
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Spinout |
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So, after much begging, pleading and one incident during which my paranoid parents were unaware of my whereabouts for 15 minutes, I finally convinced them into getting me a cellphone. I would have been happy with almost any phone. I told them I didn't care about texting, having a camera, the amount of minutes I got or anything like that. I wanted a phone to be able to call my parents when I wanted to go out with my friends, or I needed a ride, and that I could call my friends if it was absolutely necessary. I am a straight A student (90% average), I am responsible, I have never done anything illegal or otherwise despicable, smiled and shaken hands politely and basically been a great kid. I got the highest mark in my class on a math test, brought home 3 English assignments with perfect evaluations, and I was expecting a respectable phone that I could take out without dying of embarassment. I come home today to find a monstrous beast. At least two inches thick, it has a screen the size of a postage stamp (no exaggeration, I'm being serious), navy blue all over, the most awkward keypad I've ever seen, and an antenna. Now, my mother had been telling me that it was more expensive than her phone, which is plain, but simple (I would have been happy with it). I think that this phone once belonged to Godzilla, who was so embarassed by it that he threw it in a trash compactor. I can't take it out in public. No way. ![]() It was Sideswipe's Idea. And Ratchet would like his cottonballs back. Art belongs to the amazingly awesome batchix. my livejournal ff.net profile |
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Hacker Warrior |
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Sis, I love you, but don't gripe at me just because you had a bad day! I only asked what was in the Walgreens bag.
That is not an excuse to bite my head off no matter what mood you're in! And when mom and dad asked what I did at the Camp Fire meeting or what happened at
school, don't insert your own snarky comments. They're rude and annoying, and you weren't even part of that conversation!
Up until then I was having an okay day, and you just wrecked it. Thanks a lot sis. |
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MommimusPrime |
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Dope slaps self for not checking EVERYTHING on the new checks that came in the mail. Went to the bank yesterday to deposit a check and guess what, the account
number printed on the checks was off by one number. 400 checks worthless plus I'd already written maybe 7 checks on them. Talk about panic. However, after
checking my account online, I discovered that the bank actually took the time to verify the number and cleared at least two of the most important checks saving
me a $25 returned check fee. I was assured I wouldn't be hit by a NSF fee for bouncing checks because they wouldn't even enter the system, just be
booted back to the depositer. I'm just glad the bank and whoever or whatever device responsible for them took the time to get the number right and clear
them.
Now, I have to wait for new checks to come from the bank (I now qualify for free checking and free safety deposit box) and I have a contractor or two waiting for their first payments on work that has already begun. Guh. AND our oldest laptop went poot and died a sad death. Much mourning was heard in the house that afternoon. Waiting to see if the patient can be revived or if we'll just have to yank its brain and get a new laptop. Why couldn't it have been the Dell with it's cracked and ruined screen? No, it has to be hubby's iBook. |
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Tiptop |
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Two papers and four tests. I feel like my brain has successfully burnt itself out and now wants to shrivel and die. I hope you're happy College! I
can't remember my own name half the time anymore with everything I'm trying to memorize! New memo to self, don't plan to have a life for a while
>.< I should have paid more attention when my friends warned me not to take so many credits.
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TformerGrl |
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*Sniffs* GAWD! I can't breath. I hate this time of year, I hate the abrupt change of seasons here in Ohio- we go from Summer to Spring to Fall in one day.
My head hurts, My throat hurts, my nose, my shoulders...I hurt...I hate it! At least I have my voice *Sniffs Sneezes and snorts* I hate this!
50 years from now when your looking back on your life, dont'cha wanna say you had the guts to get in the car?- Sam Handel and Hockey...an interesting mix |
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