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Tech support is awful. I still hate how they always tell you to visit their website. And assume you're stupid.
Repair people are evil for losing my CD.
Tech support is evil because they can't do anything unless I have my restore CD, even though I know the hard drive is gone.
Repair people and Toshiba are evil because they are closed on the weekend, making it impossible for me to get another restore CD.
My inbox is still bereft of anyone responding to my plea for a functional Knoppix CD (Nero sucks at burning bootable CDs like whoa). I continue to be very sad about the things I cannot get off my hard drive.
I can't watch Doctor Who. (I'm ashamed to admit I've considered using my admin access to install bittorrent, but then I'd have to do up the codecs too, and it'd be a mess hiding that it was me.)
I have no inspiration for writing.
Actually, I'm sitting here writing something positively awful, just to try to get myself to write something. Self-indulgent, derivative, awful story. Involving thinly-disguised pirate characters. Maybe it'll make me feel better.
Goodness... today's the pretty sunny day, and I'm stuck in the computer lab being emo. Not cool. At least I read outside for a bit today. Finally finished Cloud Atlas, which is totally not what I was supposed to be doing with this afternoon. I'm not entirely happy with how it finished, but it was still a good book for everything it managed to accomplish. I'd say something about it, but considering I'm in a mood where even my several-years-old fanfiction seems above what I'm capable of writing now, I should probably keep my thoughts to myself. Hate submitting things for other people to read. Especially since I'm incapable of writing the sort of stuff everyone else has turned in, and everyone else has made such a point of sneering at the sort of things I tend to write. How I ever plan to make it as a writer with this sort of attitude, though, is sort of baffling. What to do, what to do...
Repair people are evil for losing my CD.
Tech support is evil because they can't do anything unless I have my restore CD, even though I know the hard drive is gone.
Repair people and Toshiba are evil because they are closed on the weekend, making it impossible for me to get another restore CD.
My inbox is still bereft of anyone responding to my plea for a functional Knoppix CD (Nero sucks at burning bootable CDs like whoa). I continue to be very sad about the things I cannot get off my hard drive.
I can't watch Doctor Who. (I'm ashamed to admit I've considered using my admin access to install bittorrent, but then I'd have to do up the codecs too, and it'd be a mess hiding that it was me.)
I have no inspiration for writing.
Actually, I'm sitting here writing something positively awful, just to try to get myself to write something. Self-indulgent, derivative, awful story. Involving thinly-disguised pirate characters. Maybe it'll make me feel better.
Goodness... today's the pretty sunny day, and I'm stuck in the computer lab being emo. Not cool. At least I read outside for a bit today. Finally finished Cloud Atlas, which is totally not what I was supposed to be doing with this afternoon. I'm not entirely happy with how it finished, but it was still a good book for everything it managed to accomplish. I'd say something about it, but considering I'm in a mood where even my several-years-old fanfiction seems above what I'm capable of writing now, I should probably keep my thoughts to myself. Hate submitting things for other people to read. Especially since I'm incapable of writing the sort of stuff everyone else has turned in, and everyone else has made such a point of sneering at the sort of things I tend to write. How I ever plan to make it as a writer with this sort of attitude, though, is sort of baffling. What to do, what to do...
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