Jan. 29th, 2004

nirix5: (looks like that time of the year again)
[Boss] John has declared the shipping room to be Middle Earth.

"This is the inner sanctum," he said. "Where Shobo lives."
"Shobo?"
"You know! Shobo! Or Loto."
"Loto?"
"Loto! Shobo, Loto, Dingdong, those guys with the beards and the pointy hats that you like, the ones that you're always watching."
"Frodo?"
"Yes. Frodo. This is the Little Middle Earth."

...........

Anyway, the computer took a royal swan dive off a cliff a couple of weeks ago. My dad didn't help it any by messing around with things which he had no idea how to use. Example, he deleted the keyboard drivers on a whim cause he didn't know what the program was and decided that it must be a government bug and should be deleted.

However, Joe managed to fix it, but it's still at the office so I don't know how much of, or if any, of my work was saved. Which really sucks considering the amount of stuff I had on there that wasn't backed up on disk. Of course, I could have backed it up on disk, if Dad had given me twenty minutes notice that he was going to fuck around with the damn thing.

In other news, there has been lots of snow and it is very, very cold.

In more other news, I hate shovelling as much as I hate Rush Limbaugh, which is to say, quite alot.

I stayed overnight at Velvet's the other day, after she had her surgery. They want someone with you for the first 24 hours since they're too cheap to keep you in the hospital overnight to do it themselves. We watched Armageddon. I cried. Quel suprise. I thought I might not because it was all chopped up on the commercials, but focusing on Diet Dr. Pepper just made it all worse, somehow. Like it was belittling humanity or something.

Two days later I decided to sell all my worldly possessions and go to California with a notebook and a horse.

Said horse was supposed to be purchased at auction and half dead, but in my daydreams we got there, supporting ourselves by giving pony rides to children after we ran out of money.

.................

In case it's a long time till the next update, I'll see you all later and have nice lives.
nirix5: (Default)
[Boss] John has declared the shipping room to be Middle Earth.

"This is the inner sanctum," he said. "Where Shobo lives."
"Shobo?"
"You know! Shobo! Or Loto."
"Loto?"
"Loto! Shobo, Loto, Dingdong, those guys with the beards and the pointy hats that you like, the ones that you're always watching."
"Frodo?"
"Yes. Frodo. This is the Little Middle Earth."

...........

Anyway, the computer took a royal swan dive off a cliff a couple of weeks ago. My dad didn't help it any by messing around with things which he had no idea how to use. Example, he deleted the keyboard drivers on a whim cause he didn't know what the program was and decided that it must be a government bug and should be deleted.

However, Joe managed to fix it, but it's still at the office so I don't know how much of, or if any, of my work was saved. Which really sucks considering the amount of stuff I had on there that wasn't backed up on disk. Of course, I could have backed it up on disk, if Dad had given me twenty minutes notice that he was going to fuck around with the damn thing.

In other news, there has been lots of snow and it is very, very cold.

In more other news, I hate shovelling as much as I hate Rush Limbaugh, which is to say, quite alot.

I stayed overnight at Velvet's the other day, after she had her surgery. They want someone with you for the first 24 hours since they're too cheap to keep you in the hospital overnight to do it themselves. We watched Armageddon. I cried. Quel suprise. I thought I might not because it was all chopped up on the commercials, but focusing on Diet Dr. Pepper just made it all worse, somehow. Like it was belittling humanity or something.

Two days later I decided to sell all my worldly possessions and go to California with a notebook and a horse.

Said horse was supposed to be purchased at auction and half dead, but in my daydreams we got there, supporting ourselves by giving pony rides to children after we ran out of money.

.................

In case it's a long time till the next update, I'll see you all later and have nice lives.

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