Thereeeee.

Little brother on Xbox live playing the most bandwidth hogging game I've ever experienced thus far, GTA.

It caused THIS much lag.

I only kill giant red/fat green/hulking green weevils. They take forever to come out too. >:/

I REALLY need to get laid.

I hate Microsoft and it's use of hardware identification not allowing me to re-install Windows from a Utility Partition to factory default simply because the tower is now missing a PCI Ethernet adapter.

I also hate how older, Non-service pack XP Home license keys no longer seem to activate over the internet.

I also hate how people pawn their broken computers onto me, simple because I roughly know my way around computers, which leads me back to the beginning of this post.

Stop playing Lusternia

Fifty bucks for a whore, 40 bucks in a bar or just take Ash's charme school.

/fixed

The big project I've been leading at work for two and a half years just got shelved; we're pulling the whole system out and maybe next year we'll try again. It's a huge disappointment because, for all practical purposes, it was sabotaged, and no one really can see that it could have worked otherwise, they are all governed by the first impression of what it was, not what it could become. I don't have big enough words for how huge and heartbreaking this is. I'm not even sure how to feel yet. Maybe I will just cling to the part where it's a relief -- not to have to do all the work still left to do, not to have to keep fighting to save it, and not to have to care about it -- and let the heartbreak slip away on its own. Though, after 15 years at the same job, I'm seriously looking at sending out résumés.

My new job:


:thumbsup: or not.

YES.


I feel I must concurr.

Envy does not fit you, old guy!

I either have really manly hands or my dad's hands are really girly, because I found his and my mom's old wedding rings and his fit me perfectly.

I'm really hoping it's not the first

Oh my goodness, now I remember why I rarely ever communicate with people from my school over the summer.

'Oh HEY, did you pick up your registration packet yet?!'

'No? OMG, the last day is tomorrow you better go get it!!!'

'SO what have you been doing all summer? I've been traveling all over the place, it's really fun! Yet really boring. Summer's boring. I don't want to go back to school though, omg.'

'So when are you applying for college? I'm thinking Oct/Nov but I'm not sure yet.'

'I've narrowed down my choices so I'll probably be going for UW, I've got a lot of work to do.'

'I figure I might be able to rent an apartment over in Seattle so I won't have to pay for dorms and stuff like that.'

'So what are you applying to! When! What classes are you taking?!'

Hey guys, I'm happy for you, really. But I'm not a diary. And I've also managed to not have a nervous breakdown through the entire summer by maintaining to myself that I'll do fine and that summer vacation is called vacation for a reason, and after last year's drama I could use a break. Good grief.

Good indicator might be how long your ring ringer is compared to the pointer, pointer must be longer!


Another indicator might be if you can pick up a twelve year old one handed and have him sitting comfortable on your FREAKISH MAN-HANDS.

Another good indication is to date Jerry Seinfeld and keep touching him, then you need to judge based on how he reacts if you have manhands.

I know your pain, I've yet to have a single good summer in five years now. Summers suck. Bring on the school year!

There are maybe three pairs of pants in this house that fit me anymore. Everything else is...too big. I've apparently shrunk. I can hardly wear anything without it sliding down my waist and falling down around my legs. What is this, some gay metamorphosis?

Join my world. I have to get boy clothes to fit me... and I'm 20 freaking 5

I said in Raves that I got some money.

My rant is that the Achaean forums are mean. I'll be spending that money, and voting, for games outside IRE.

Uhm... That strangely happened to me as well... My old clothes, when I was like, very fat and chubby... I unearthed them from my mother's old closet and they all fit me now... These were my clothes when I was SIX. And the clothes that I would use to wear last year are either too loose or just slid off of me... I think I shrunk too...

Gay metamorphosis, seriously? Let's ask Ilyarin if those overall/giant bib thing of his still fits...