late nights, bright lights

Hey guess what, I hate the new LJ releases re: comments. But I'm guessing y'all already knew that. tbh, I'm still unhappy with the "crosspost to FB and Twitter" options. -.-

I had to deal with a stack of student loans paperwork this morning. Now I am made of grumpy feelings.

OH and if that wasn't enough, I've been having about a solid week of those "I am legitimately the most unattractive beast to have ever clumsily roamed the earth" feelings. Seriously, could I be any more repulsive as a human? But instead of feeling fat and ugly and bloated and like I have bad skin and gross teeth, I now ALSO have a cold sore. Because stress is sexy, don'tcha know.

And I fucking hate the sound of my own voice. More than I hate the new way we're supposed to pick icons for comments now, which is saying a lot.

And I hate my new glasses, too. So much for be stoked for them at the shop. They're awful and I look super dumb.

SELF ESTEEM WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR EVERYONE. Clearly I was wrong on that one.

PS, Hobbit trailer blew my mind. Glad my browser doesn't try to correct "hobbit." It knows the score :D

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Abby is the least helpful shadow I've ever had, especially when it comes to walking up or down the stairs or trying to catch frogs.

It's been raining off and on here for the last few nights. I go out around eleven-midnight and walk around the suburbs, finding frogs that have come out in the rain and relocating them away from the rich people's swimming pools and towards the swampy bits of land that are mostly chlorine-free. So. I guess I have a new hobby? That's only a little weird, right?

Last night I had Abby with me and her sole aim in life was to eat as many frogs as I picked up. She didn't actually ingest any; all frogs safely accounted for and stolen away from the swimming pools. Let's chalk this one up as a win.

Alright, so I noticed on my main page for LJ that the little boxy that showed me how long ago I last updated my journal was and had the link for my inbox, etc, WAS MISSING.

I did some investigations and learned I am a very poor spy, because I couldn't find it. And then in my idiocy, I changed my LJ viewing layout thingy from XColiber (aka: olllld viewing style) to whatever the hell the new one is called, completely forgetting that I HATE the new one and LOVE the old one and can't get the old one back once I change it. *facepalm*

So now I am stuck with this stupid vertical bar up the side of my page AND I still can't find that little box with my inbox in it. Anyone else having this issue? Any way to trick LJ into giving me back XColiber?

I was out far too late doing far too many silly things of the role playing variety last night, as is customary when my spirits are low.

I sometimes think I am better at being someone else than I am at being be. My silly games take me away from me temporarily (or as away as my character allows. Sometimes they are very much like me) and it is lighthearted fun. And it usually turns racy, which is shameful to admit.

It was decided last night, however, after reviewing some of my principle characters, that I have a type. Yes, a type. This, I think, more than anything else, shamed me. Even when I am pretending to be someone else, it's all vaguely the same person. But it's alright because all of the people I roleplay with have the same exact problem. Sure, we're predictable, but it's consistent.

In other, more pressing but no more boring and whiny, news: my keyboard has a magic button on it somewhere that whenever I hit it while typing, it changes my keyboard set up and makes all my punctuation go pear-shaped. Problem here is I don't know which button it is and it's immensely frustrating. Because I hit it all the time! Then I have to close whatever program I'm working in and reopen it. This will drive me literally insane during nano, I think.

Now I know I've ranted about this three or four times in the past, but I was just recently pissed off about it anew, so here we are.

We have wireless internet in our house. Which I help pay for every month. At the beginning of the year, I got a laptop because my desktop broke down and decided it was time for an upgrade to something more portable. Because who doesn't love the have the internet in the living room, or in the kitchen?

Well, for the first few months, my roommate flat out refused to give me the WEP key to log on. He said I could just use the 5.5 feet of cord in my bedroom if I wanted to go online. He claimed the password was the password he used for everything and he was not going to share it because then I'd have access to his entire life (or something equally stupid as a reason). He finally caved and gave me the code, but it still didn't work so he claimed it was my computer that didn't work.

Now roommate dear is an only child from a single parent family and is used to getting everything his way that it sets my teeth to aching sometimes. Other roommate does not believe in conflict, so apparently I have to settle for using the cord in my room.

Fine, if that's the way you want to act, I'm happier in here with the door closed.

But then I got a new laptop and sold old laptop to roommate two. Who, in the month since she got the laptop, has never once has an issue using the wireless network. She can even use the web from the front lawn, as we proved last night.

Bolstered by this, I attempted signing on this evening while we were downstairs. No avail, it still doesn't work.

He gives me the same excuse he did before. 'It's your computer.'

Well no, genius, it's not. It can't have been my computer this whole time because a) the old computer works fine for the roommate you do like, and b) this computer has been successful in getting a wireless signal in at least 4 other places (cousin's house, mother's house, sorority house, Janis's house).

So now he's claiming he's not going to try the other router we own, because the current set up works for him and roommate 2 has no complaints, so why should we change anything when it works for both of them and I'm the only one with an issue?

It's not a majority rules system if I'm paying the goddamn bill.

So I'm going to go yank all the cords out of the wireless and claim that it works for me and if he's got something to say about it, well then maybe I'll hit him in the mouth not pay anything this month.

EDIT: He attempted to be less of a meanie. I have been slightly mollified. And we're getting a better router tomorrow.

So it seems that good things happen to bad people and even more so the opposite happens.

This does not make me happy in any way. I very much want to give up on life sometimes.

In other news, I have a computer again. ^__^ Much love to Janis, with whom all things are possible.

Tyler called! Tyler called!

Now, you may be wondering who Tyler is. Answer: I have no idea. But he works at Best Buy, and he called to tell me that the manufacturer sent back my Zen Micro [read: high tech mp3 player, only cooooler, and with all my media files] with a note that said, 'it'll cost more than it's worth to fix it, just give her a new one.'

So I'm getting a new one! Oh Tyler, I heart you!

Upside: brand new, no scratches, no more terrible playback, no more turning on by itself, new headphones

Downside: have to reload all my files and that takes a really long time, they have no more in my colour [black], have to get over to Best Buy to pick one up.

Now, I have a lot of writing to do...

Urgh.

I spent eight and a half hours trying to download Ragnarok last night/this morning.

Eight and a half. Hours.

Finally, it finished and I went to bed with the intention of installing it when I got up. But no. It doesn't work. The download, I mean. It won't install. I've tried everything.

Then it froze my computer, so I had to reboot.

And when I did, my eight and a half hour download was gone.

So now I feel like hurting someone. But I think I will have to settle for ice cream and slash.

I really wanted to play too.

*is upset*

Maybe I'll go rent a video to occupy my afternoon.