Where the fuck is my axe?
Oct. 3rd, 2002 01:52 pmI am not having a good day.
My computer is fucked. Fucked. I've gone through the entire windows troubleshooting menu and reinstalled the OS, and it still will only boot up into safe mode. And crashes in that.
Everything is on that computer. I am not happy.
And I've sprung another leak. A bad one this time -- the hole where they put the drain just opened up spontaneously and started weeping last night. I patched myself up with gauze, but it won't stop. I didn't even do anything worthwhile to make it do this.
It throbs a constand reminder. And I'm so frustrated I could scream.
Fuck. This.
I'm going to the grocery store and I'm going to buy myself something nutritious and healing to eat for my lunch. Then I'm going to have a good cry, or maybe a temper-tantrum, whichever I feel more like.
Then I'll go back to work.
Fuck
My computer is fucked. Fucked. I've gone through the entire windows troubleshooting menu and reinstalled the OS, and it still will only boot up into safe mode. And crashes in that.
Everything is on that computer. I am not happy.
And I've sprung another leak. A bad one this time -- the hole where they put the drain just opened up spontaneously and started weeping last night. I patched myself up with gauze, but it won't stop. I didn't even do anything worthwhile to make it do this.
It throbs a constand reminder. And I'm so frustrated I could scream.
Fuck. This.
I'm going to the grocery store and I'm going to buy myself something nutritious and healing to eat for my lunch. Then I'm going to have a good cry, or maybe a temper-tantrum, whichever I feel more like.
Then I'll go back to work.
Fuck
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Date: 2002-10-03 11:09 am (UTC)