ahahaha, whoops

[maderr]

So I hate flies. Cannot find our fly swatter, as I usually left it to Sarah since she's got skillz with that thing, and was improvising...

Took a swing at one of the nasty little fuckers and missed -__- and totally took out the light over the sink instead.

Dumbass.

It was kinda funny though. I went "oh shit" even as it went CRASH all over the fucking sink and dishes and a couple of pieces on the floor >_>;;;

Think I cleaned it all up. Next time I have a long day, maybe I should not attempt to kill flies ^^;;;

Also: LJ STOP WITH THIS NOT SENDING ME MY COMMENTS CRAP AAARRRGGGHHHH


EDIT:

And now I just spilled my coffee -__- I swear to god I'm going to kill myself tonight, wholly by accident and not by design, which just ups the pathetic in spades. Sheesh.

Comments

[lokiloo.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHAHA I actually did that a couple days ago, only with a tea mug. THANK GOODNESS it wasn't my favorite one; I would have cried.....

Also, you will apparently not get this comment until you manually check your journal? *snicker* I don't have to suffer alone then. ~<3

[maderr.livejournal.com]

^_^ I'm glad it wasn't your favorite mug.

Heh.

[fechan.livejournal.com]

*sneaks in* The problem probably resides with your email provider...

Here's all that I know of it:
http://fechan.livejournal.com/127628.html
I switched to gmail and I get all my notifications now. :/

[maderr.livejournal.com]

But it's always worked fine up 'til now. Whack.

[fechan.livejournal.com]

Yeah I know. I guess someone at hotmail decided we needed to pay! -__-

[cairnsy.livejournal.com]

I know I shouldn't laugh quite as hard as I did, but I couldn't help it ^^.

With me, it's changing lightbulbs. HATE. It doesn't matter how I try and work it, whenever I go to put the new lightbulb in, the light switch always ends up being on. Cue girlish yelp even if the light bulb barely heats up, followed by a loud crash as the nice, new lightbulb goes crashing to the ground. This happens every. Single. Time. I'm generally not allowed to change light bulbs unsupervised, anymore.

There is something weird going on in the world of emails in general, at the moment. Yahoo mail is sending mail from friends to bulk mail, even if that mail comes from another verified yahoo address. Really weird.

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Oh, dude, it was hilarious. CRASH all over the place, and the kitchen was suddenly very black and I was >_o and very glad I was wearing socks ^^:;;

Ahahaha, I hate changing lightbulbs.

email has been taken over by gremlins, clearly.

[mechante-fille.livejournal.com]

You didn't happen to lose a rabbit's foot recently, did you?

[maderr.livejournal.com]

obviously it was stolen by a voodoo priestess who used it to put a hex on me.

[mechante-fille.livejournal.com]

*nods* Avoid sharp objects...

[rykaine.livejournal.com]

I guess that means you don't get to play with the Nitro Glycerin tonight. (Dude... why is it one of us doesn't yet have an icon that says that? Or for "Nuke'em 'til they glow..." for that matter? o_O Strange)

[maderr.livejournal.com]

d00d, why DON'T we have icons for those. Ahahahaha, must figure out how to make. So don't have the skillz for that.

[skylark97.livejournal.com]

I'm getting my notifications, but some of them are getting filtered into my spam box. Especially if it's a comment of a comment.

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Methinks LJ has been tweaking stuff, then. cause I wasn't getting them, then i got them fine, then about 7 they stopped again. Verra weird.

[nikerymis.livejournal.com]

:blinks:: What were you improvising with? o_O

Erg, and broken glass totally scares me. ^__^;; I can deal with insects (squish! Except for the flying things with stingers. Those I do the back away slowly thing for.) but broken glass totally makes me shake. I blame the magically breaking coffee pots at McDonalds for that.

[maderr.livejournal.com]

lol. a paper towel tube that had like one partial papertowel left on it. that was my first mistake.

Dude, this glass would have freaked you right the fuck out. it went crashkersplash all over the place. Never seen glass quite that fragile. All I could think was 'oh, so when I describe something as 'it shattered like glass' that's what it actually shatters like. cool' seriously. it was mixed in with the 'whoops, my bad. megan gets no cookie' thoughts.

[nikerymis.livejournal.com]

::laugh:: Not too far off a rolled up newspaper. ^___^

Heh. I shall be glad I wasn't there. ^___^ Broken glass by itself is bad enough, but when it's hiding in water it's twice as bad.

::snicker:: I've heard that one of the keys to good writing is having experienced the sensations you describe? And I have totally seen glass shatter. Those coffeepots? They get too old or if they're on the heat with little to no coffee in them, and they can either spontaneously crack and fall apart in your hand or if you tap them or set them down on anything? Shatter. And damn does that suck if you're the dishwasher.

Er, and now I've gotten off track. If I had a track. But uh, glad you're okay, and not, y'know, sliced to ribbons by exploding glass.

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Yeah, my mother was good for blowing up glass tea kettles. We finally learned to buy only the metal ones. Its really freaky when they go splodey like that.

I've seen glass shatter before, but nothing quite so delicate as this light. It was whack.

The only thing I hated about being dishwasher was when the bitches put shit in the grimey water that I couldn't see, like knives and crap. If they'd left broken glass in one, I would have run them through the pizza ovens one body part at a time.

[nikerymis.livejournal.com]

They really should have done that more at McDonalds. They had a few, and they were much more dependable and sturdy than the glass.

::laugh:: I was a bit of a control freak doing dishes. No one got to put anything in my sink, unless I said so. Not even a harmless plastic tray that would float. I had a system! They couldn't disrupt it. ^____^ Of course, I got to be super fast and good at dishes, so no one really complained. Especially as it meant that they didn't have to do it.