Fucking Computer!!!
Mar. 11th, 2004 03:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrWhy now? Why does it choose now of all times to be a great piece of crap. I am cruising on Grave, next month is all set to work on Treasure, I finally have a domain all my own and I'm slowly saving up money to print/sell my own stories. So why does my computer have to start being difficult now?
I'm on my brother's right now, but if my isn't up and running by Sunday I'm what they call fucked. First it was too slow to be of use, now the internet won't fucking work.
Rage. I had wanted to work on writing, but I'm so pissed now I'd probably wind up doing something not so nice to my poor characters. So in case I can't finish, I apologize to starparty for not having a new Grave chapter ready, and to the rest for not having Rainbow.
Fucking computer. I also forgot to mention that all of a sudden it can't find the winlog.exe (or something like that). How the hell that happened is anyone's guess. If you will excuse me, I believe I've going to go kill something. Slowly. I want screams.
Edit: While I'm bitching, I may as well add that my left is bothering me somethin awful. It's sore, like someone punched me - except nothing's happened to it. Hell, it hurts when I blink. Jeez, why now? I have a whole list of stuff I'd planned to do tonight and I can't manage any of it. Hate & discontent, world. Hate and discontent.
I'm on my brother's right now, but if my isn't up and running by Sunday I'm what they call fucked. First it was too slow to be of use, now the internet won't fucking work.
Rage. I had wanted to work on writing, but I'm so pissed now I'd probably wind up doing something not so nice to my poor characters. So in case I can't finish, I apologize to starparty for not having a new Grave chapter ready, and to the rest for not having Rainbow.
Fucking computer. I also forgot to mention that all of a sudden it can't find the winlog.exe (or something like that). How the hell that happened is anyone's guess. If you will excuse me, I believe I've going to go kill something. Slowly. I want screams.
Edit: While I'm bitching, I may as well add that my left is bothering me somethin awful. It's sore, like someone punched me - except nothing's happened to it. Hell, it hurts when I blink. Jeez, why now? I have a whole list of stuff I'd planned to do tonight and I can't manage any of it. Hate & discontent, world. Hate and discontent.
