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Chobani. Your fruit on the bottom label. It does not impress. I don't actually like yogurt with fruit on the bottom. >_< Damn that's kind of depressing. I prefer Dannon's Oikos. Feeeehhhh oh well.
Time to get down to business.
I fell off the internet. Again. I could blame the rat for that, but it's not her fault. Her pyometra finally got to her a few weeks ago; I only got the chance to get her cage out of my room and into the garage a week later. Suddenly I'm working five days a week, and while part of that is certainly because I've been filling other people's shifts, I somewhat wonder if the note I left in the availability book is somewhat related.
Basically I left an eloquent "I DO NOTHING ELSE GIVE ME GODDAMN HOURS."
I'll have to see how things pan out with that stupid hiring sign back up in the window. Part of it I'm sure is because one of the girls has finished her nursing major and plans on leaving the restaurant. I don't blame her; our GM can be a royal pain in the arse.
Speaking of ass-pains, we have a new ordering system being implemented throughout the corporation. It just got installed onto one of our phone terminals and is due to go online Monday. So far I have no opinion of it. It's about half and half intuitive and counter-intuitive. Our current (old) system is almost entirely counter-intuitive for phone orders on keyboard input. One thing I find slightly awkward about the new system is that it wants your social security on top of your fingerprints. ._. Our GM had us bullshit the social security since our real ones are already locked away on file.
Still fighting with chronic insomnia. Still fighting with chronic migraines as well. At the moment I have a headache coming on and I'm sure I'll regret taking the Indomethacin for it since I'm due to leave for work in about three hours and that shit makes me WICKED LOOPY. At this point I'm almost positive I have occipital neuralgia or something similar; every headache breaking through the Naratriptan treatments are based in my neck.
Anyway, stuff happened. Aside from the rat dying, my linnie now belongs to my mother. Now I'm out a rat and a parrot, though I made mum pay me the two hundred dollars I had spent on the bird. > : ( Now I'll have to wait for the breeder I got Mida from to have another batch of not-green babies before I can get another one.
The car is still running fine since I replaced the distributor, but I'm hypersensitive to engine quirks now and think it probably needs a transmission flush.
For some stupid reason someone thought it was a great idea to legalize cell phone telemarketing. I want to punch them in the kidneys. Now I get telemarketing calls at stupid hours of the morning and it makes me want to kill things. I already have shitty sleeping patterns, they do not need your help. =_=
Got started on getting my tower functional again. Thank fucking god for TestDisk. Windows boots normally on that drive again and I did not have to reformat anything. However I did find out that some graphical problems stopping me from backing anything up was related to a blown capacitor on my graphics card. It is impossible to find an equivalent to an AGP 8x NVIDIA GeForce 7600 GS 512MB DDR2. That actually irritates the fuck out of me. Fortunately since it's just a capacitor I can replace those instead of spending over a hundred bucks for an upgrade I may not even get much use out of.
Capacitor shopping is a headache. I bought replacements for all the junk caps on the card and now need to find myself someone that can make the swap for me. Dad no longer has access to the necessary tools to do it at work and to buy one for himself would be six hundred dollars at minimum. Personally I find that to be pretty disgusting.
For now the beast is using the on-board graphics adapter built into my motherboard. Unfortunately because it's a seven-year-old motherboard the graphics adapter is pretty much incapable of rendering any of the games I have been playing currently. I am continuing to function entirely on this hilariously obsolete netbook.
Other computer-related news: in view of my recent increase in work hours, I have been making an effort to resume building my secondary gaming tower. I picked a shitty time to move up to the LGA 775 socket type, because now those processors and subsequent RAM types are getting wildly expensive. It's going to cost me at least $150 to get an E8600 Core 2 Duo. IT HAS BEEN THAT PRICE FOR FOUR GODDAMN YEARS I HATE YOU. At least the graphics cards won't be a hassle to get. >_< Also at least: the tower I had been eyeing for two years went on sale for a hundred bucks, so I grabbed it. One less part to worry about later.
Moving on, I have become a complete Tumblr dork. I actually posted that not-done eye I did in Corel there first. Anyone that has my Facebook is probably aware of this, since all of my feeds come from Tumblr and not from Skype. Skype eats up too much of my resources on this netbook and I don't use it anymore. Also it sucks for formatting text and I therefore hate it. : |
Anyway, this journal is now massive, so I should probably stop rambling. You can catch me reblogging crap and sometimes posting music over on wieraidenese-idiot.tumblr.com or reblogging terrible character sheets to godwhyrp.tumblr.com while I wait for my brain to stop being a wanky bitch and let me write again.
Time to get down to business.
I fell off the internet. Again. I could blame the rat for that, but it's not her fault. Her pyometra finally got to her a few weeks ago; I only got the chance to get her cage out of my room and into the garage a week later. Suddenly I'm working five days a week, and while part of that is certainly because I've been filling other people's shifts, I somewhat wonder if the note I left in the availability book is somewhat related.
Basically I left an eloquent "I DO NOTHING ELSE GIVE ME GODDAMN HOURS."
I'll have to see how things pan out with that stupid hiring sign back up in the window. Part of it I'm sure is because one of the girls has finished her nursing major and plans on leaving the restaurant. I don't blame her; our GM can be a royal pain in the arse.
Speaking of ass-pains, we have a new ordering system being implemented throughout the corporation. It just got installed onto one of our phone terminals and is due to go online Monday. So far I have no opinion of it. It's about half and half intuitive and counter-intuitive. Our current (old) system is almost entirely counter-intuitive for phone orders on keyboard input. One thing I find slightly awkward about the new system is that it wants your social security on top of your fingerprints. ._. Our GM had us bullshit the social security since our real ones are already locked away on file.
Still fighting with chronic insomnia. Still fighting with chronic migraines as well. At the moment I have a headache coming on and I'm sure I'll regret taking the Indomethacin for it since I'm due to leave for work in about three hours and that shit makes me WICKED LOOPY. At this point I'm almost positive I have occipital neuralgia or something similar; every headache breaking through the Naratriptan treatments are based in my neck.
Anyway, stuff happened. Aside from the rat dying, my linnie now belongs to my mother. Now I'm out a rat and a parrot, though I made mum pay me the two hundred dollars I had spent on the bird. > : ( Now I'll have to wait for the breeder I got Mida from to have another batch of not-green babies before I can get another one.
The car is still running fine since I replaced the distributor, but I'm hypersensitive to engine quirks now and think it probably needs a transmission flush.
For some stupid reason someone thought it was a great idea to legalize cell phone telemarketing. I want to punch them in the kidneys. Now I get telemarketing calls at stupid hours of the morning and it makes me want to kill things. I already have shitty sleeping patterns, they do not need your help. =_=
Got started on getting my tower functional again. Thank fucking god for TestDisk. Windows boots normally on that drive again and I did not have to reformat anything. However I did find out that some graphical problems stopping me from backing anything up was related to a blown capacitor on my graphics card. It is impossible to find an equivalent to an AGP 8x NVIDIA GeForce 7600 GS 512MB DDR2. That actually irritates the fuck out of me. Fortunately since it's just a capacitor I can replace those instead of spending over a hundred bucks for an upgrade I may not even get much use out of.
Capacitor shopping is a headache. I bought replacements for all the junk caps on the card and now need to find myself someone that can make the swap for me. Dad no longer has access to the necessary tools to do it at work and to buy one for himself would be six hundred dollars at minimum. Personally I find that to be pretty disgusting.
For now the beast is using the on-board graphics adapter built into my motherboard. Unfortunately because it's a seven-year-old motherboard the graphics adapter is pretty much incapable of rendering any of the games I have been playing currently. I am continuing to function entirely on this hilariously obsolete netbook.
Other computer-related news: in view of my recent increase in work hours, I have been making an effort to resume building my secondary gaming tower. I picked a shitty time to move up to the LGA 775 socket type, because now those processors and subsequent RAM types are getting wildly expensive. It's going to cost me at least $150 to get an E8600 Core 2 Duo. IT HAS BEEN THAT PRICE FOR FOUR GODDAMN YEARS I HATE YOU. At least the graphics cards won't be a hassle to get. >_< Also at least: the tower I had been eyeing for two years went on sale for a hundred bucks, so I grabbed it. One less part to worry about later.
Moving on, I have become a complete Tumblr dork. I actually posted that not-done eye I did in Corel there first. Anyone that has my Facebook is probably aware of this, since all of my feeds come from Tumblr and not from Skype. Skype eats up too much of my resources on this netbook and I don't use it anymore. Also it sucks for formatting text and I therefore hate it. : |
Anyway, this journal is now massive, so I should probably stop rambling. You can catch me reblogging crap and sometimes posting music over on wieraidenese-idiot.tumblr.com or reblogging terrible character sheets to godwhyrp.tumblr.com while I wait for my brain to stop being a wanky bitch and let me write again.
There's a cloud in my head
Time for a new update, I guess.
Not much has happened/changed since the last one, but one major thing did happen.
Replaced fuel system in car and fixed exhaust system for $711. Expected the stalling problem to be over. Went to a Vietnamese restaurant with dad to celebrate. Car stalls behind Dunkin' Donuts next door after dinner. Sent car to a Toyota dealer because I was completely fucking fed up with this nonsense. Spent $141 to get incorrectly routed EGR valve system fixed. Took car back expecting the stalling problem to be over. Car died halfway through filling a tire at the gas station down the street and around the corner from home (it
God damn it.
So I haven't drawn anything since my challenge ended in December. As expected I haven't found the will to despite finding ideas and half-hearted desire. I'm not very worried. I'll draw again eventually. It isn't what I'm writing this journal for, though.
A few things have happened in the past month. I took on delivery driving as another aspect of my job and that has become exclusively what I do every week. I'm okay with this, except suddenly my car is refusing to function reliably, the blame for which I can't help but point at my rotting fuel system and the seventeen years of its life spent in New Hampshire (the compound used to de-ice the r
Ugh.
Guess what, life? You win. I can't keep up with the daily submissions anymore, so here is my acknowledgement to defeat.
Anyone who feels like tallying up the days I lasted can be my guest and go right ahead. I'd say I might doodle something for you, but it probably wouldn't happen even if I wanted it to. Sorry. =/
Anyway, yeah. I'm unable to fulfill tonight's submission quota, so I'm throwing in the towel. I'm going to be slowing down considerably for a number of reasons, the most prominent of which being that the holiday is eating up most of my time right now and it still causes me terrible migraines when I do draw. In view of the migraine
Knock it off.
Dear deviantART,
I have no community spirit whatsoever.
I have absolutely no desire to waste my money on your sorry ass.
Quit sending me advertisements that I see plastered all over the site to begin with, and stop telling me about contests I couldn't give any less of a shit about.
I honestly hate you. I am here only to showcase my art to what minor few people give a shit and lend advice to those that could use it.
I am not interested in your forums, your news articles, your subscription service, or the contests for people considerably better at art than I am.
Please piss off.
Disdainfully,
~Kai
P.S.: Somehow I am still posting thing
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