Someone tell me something happy to inspire me?
Um, I've been having surreal, funny dreams while on painkillers?
I looked like a demented chipmunk most of this week?
Okay, so not happy so much as giggle-worthy, but still.
Wesley: Feng Shui. Gunn: Right. What's that mean again? Wesley: That people will believe anything. Actually, in this place, Feng Shui will probably have enormous significance. I'll align my furniture the wrong way and suddenly catch fire or turn into a pudding.
'Conviction (1)'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Amy - Mar 05, 2008 8:07:57 am PST #8739 of 10001
Because books.
sj - Mar 05, 2008 8:08:50 am PST #8740 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I suck at inspirational, but you can do it, Kristin.
Polter-Cow - Mar 05, 2008 8:10:38 am PST #8741 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
I am having a really bad week. Can someone come over here and hug the stuffing out of me?
First of all, there was the co-worker dying. And our stock price seems to be dipping lower rather than climbing back up.
Yesterday, my Comcast e-mail broke. Like, I wasn't getting any of my mail, and I couldn't send anything either. I didn't even know it was broken until I tried to send something. For all I know, Cindy never received a birthday e-mail from me. I used the LiveChat feature, and the woman was able to get it working somehow...for about an hour and a half, after which it was broken again, and the man I got this time had no idea what was wrong. He put in a trouble ticket for me, but meanwhile, I was missing who knows how many e-mails.
So I was distraught when I went to pick up my car from the shop (and this was one of the few things that has gone well), and when I tried to find a spot in the BART parking lot (to find a BART cop), I nearly hit someone.
When I got home, I called Comcast and tried to talk to a person, and he had no idea what was going on either, since their servers seemed to be fine. Meanwhile, I had noticed that my computer seemed to be acting up again; I thought I had gotten rid of a potential virus, but not so much. I wondered whether whatever was fucking with my computer had fucked up my e-mail account somehow.
I didn't even eat dinner. I couldn't muster up the energy to do anything but lie on the couch and watch anime and cartoons. I ran two virus scans, and both of them said I didn't have a virus, so I have no fucking clue what's causing my computer problems, especially since I'm pretty damn sure it's caused by the illegal ZoomPlayer I installed a couple weeks ago. I don't deal well with computer problems at all, and now I had non-functional e-mail on top of my other concerns.
I slept at like 10:00 because I didn't want to be awake anymore.
This morning, I tried to see if I could Gmail to download to Outlook Express, and it still wouldn't work, and I have no idea why. It would make a fine secondary e-mail if I knew I could archive it. Then I went down to the courthouse to take care of my ticket, and I had to pay for an hour of parking even though I only needed fifteen minutes. Then when I got to the counter...they hadn't received the ticket yet. My 30 days were almost up, and they hadn't even gotten the ticket? I was supposed to check back in 2-4 weeks? What the fuck is that shit? I did my fucking duty, and they can't be arsed to do theirs?
And then, on the way to work, some woman tried to make a left turn right in front of me, and I came this close to hitting her.
Oh, it looks like I got my Comcast mail to successfully forward to Gmail, so at least I can see what I'm missing from now on, even if I can't save it. I have no idea how much I've already missed, though.
I wish I had a magic wand.
juliana - Mar 05, 2008 8:10:40 am PST #8742 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Someone tell me something happy to inspire me?
I have a callback for 'Tis Pity She's A Whore in Bezerkely on Saturday. The location poses its own problems, but hey! Callback!
Pix - Mar 05, 2008 8:11:17 am PST #8743 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Okay, so not happy so much as giggle-worthy, but still.Giggle-worthy is highly inspirational. Thanks! And thanks sj, silly girl who thinks she sucks at inspirational.
I have a callback for 'Tis Pity She's A Whore in Bezerkely on Saturday. The location poses its own problems, but hey! Callback!Woot! Great news, hon!
And PC, sorry you're having a rotten couple of days.
Aims - Mar 05, 2008 8:17:03 am PST #8744 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Someone tell me something happy to inspire me?
I'm wearing fancy panties!!
sj - Mar 05, 2008 8:18:09 am PST #8745 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{P-C}}} I'm sorry you're having such a lousy week. I hope it improves.
Frankenbuddha - Mar 05, 2008 8:30:40 am PST #8746 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Someone tell me something happy to inspire me?
This project I've been on that's been such a nightmare may actually be finished up a day early! First round testing was so extensive that the release testing has been cake (plus a bunch of things I would have had to set up for testing in the large environment were coincidentally all set for my needs).
Sorry to hear your having the week from hell, P-C. PC-ma to you.
-t - Mar 05, 2008 8:33:11 am PST #8747 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
{{P-C}}
Happy thought for Kristin: my tree out front is fully leafed out and starting to bloom already. I don't know what it is, but it has pretty red flowers that I hope will bring my friendly neighborhood hummingbird back to visit.
lisah - Mar 05, 2008 8:33:22 am PST #8748 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
Um, I've been having surreal, funny dreams while on painkillers?
I had a dream last night that this 19-year old hoodlum/scholar wanted to be my boyfriend. I was the age I really am (pushin' 40 HARD) but was as skinny as I was when I was 19.