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I'm so glad it's Saturday, you have no idea. Long, long week. But at least it's over, and I'm starting to feel better.

We tried for about an hour today to fix that damn key on my keyboard that I popped off, but it's not going back together. Don't think anything's broken, but the little plastic bits that attatch to the keyboard beneath the cap popped out, and we can't get 'em back in. Of course it would be one of those little keys at the top- it's the one next to the PrtScrn key, says "SysRq" on it. No clue what it's for, but the gap in my keyboard is annoying me. Plus, my poor laptop has enough cat hair in it already. (Which is part of what I was trying to clean out when I popped the key...)

Anyway, we're taking it to CompUSA in a bit to see if they can fix it. They'll have to keep it somewhere between half an hour and an hour... and I think I'm having separation anxiety, or something, about leaving it there. "My baby..." I'm just being a dork, of course.

I have to plan my schedule for the spring semester this weekend, since I register on Wednesday. The idiots in Admissions & Records sent me a notice last week saying I got to register on the first day of open registration. You know, with the freshmen. Uh, no. Wrong answer. So I called Disabled Students, who sorted that out for me. Fun times. I'm looking forward to registration less than usual, because they're working on a "building modernization" project at the A&R office, so I get to register either outside the cafeteria, or in the "bungalows", as the staff calls them. (The 'bungalows' are those portable buildings most of us remember from high school and such, though ours seem less portable, as they have cemented-in sidewalks and such. But whatever.)

Could be worse, though. At least they put the class schedule online ahead of time this year. They always seem to forget about priority registration when this stuff comes up. The printed book was supposed to be out Friday, but now they're saying "maybe" Monday... which is what I figured would happen, so I printed out the pages I needed last week. Now to look at them and decide exactly what I'm doing.
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Tired. Long week. Bad mood. Need to gripe a bit, feel free to ignore.

Dear Star Wars Insider,
I want my magazine. I can't believe it took you three days to tell me that "our records indicate your subscription expired in July/August 2006." Also, WTF? Logging into the site, I see "your subscription is good through July 9, 2007", and I can still see the members-only content. Sent you a polite email reply just now, but just so we're clear? What I really meant was "You are smoking crack."

Not much love at this time, (and I still want my damn magazine)
Me

Dear local news,
Do you really have to be so stupid all the time? Learn to pronounce the big words correctly, and do try to remember that the county fair is not the biggest news on the whole planet. For some reason it bugs me when you lead with the fair crap, and how you're broadcasting from there (yay, you) and then go on to the minor stuff like the drive-by shootings and such. Morons...

No love.
Me.

Dear keyboard,
Damnit, I was just popping off your keys to clean you, did one of them really have to break? And I think it's really broken this time, those little plastic bits aren't supposed to snap off the keyboard under the keys, are they? Fuck...

Not sure what I'm gonna do about this one,
Me.

Depression,
Yeah, no dear for you. I don't have time for you right now, I have too much work to do. Go the fuck away. I am working on you in my (ha, ha) spare time, but you're not the center of attention. Get over it. And did I mention the "fuck off" part? If I can't get this pile of homework done by Friday, I know who to blame.
Bite me.
Chris

Okay. I sort of feel better now. Time to go start digging into the homework, whee...
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I spent half of yesterday afternoon digging through every computer disk and CD in the house, trying to find a copy of PowerPoint to load so that I could go over the notes my Psych teacher puts up after we've finished covering stuff in class. I need these notes, because there were a couple chapters that had a lot of info, and there was no way I could write it all down. I didn't worry about it, because he puts the stuff online.

Well... We don't have PowerPoint.

Which is unreal. Three computers' worth of stuff, plus the crap from my first laptop that nobody bothered to get rid of, and no PowerPoint. We didn't get PowerPoint with any of the computers, because nobody uses it.

Except, you know, my Psych teacher.

ARGH!

I don't know what I'm going to do. Right now having a good cry seems like an option, but it probably won't help very much.

*headdesk*
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I'm tired this morning. Not as braindead as I was Tuesday, but tired.

My grandparents are nuts. They called me last night, you've got to come over. So I came over, right? They'd gone on vacation, and came back to 1000 spam emails. Plus porn. Yes, someone is sending porn to my grandmother. Imagine trying to keep a straight face when told this information.

Yeah. I was mentally facepalming the whole time I was there.

My uncle the computer whiz guy put something on the computer the last time he was in town that Grandma called a browser- but then she told me she doesn't even know what a browser is. Anyway, this thing looks like some kind of Linux to me, I think it was called "iBrowser"? Any of you guys know anything about this?

I did not tell her what I thought it was, because the idea of explaining Linux to my grandmother is just too, too much.

I'm still facepalming, actually.

Right, off to school now. Yaaaay. /sarcasm
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I am starting to be really scared by the commentary appearing in the Snape/McGonagall thread at FictionAlley. When did my ship become overrun with children? Oh, I know, I'm a snob, but there's just something about this kind of thing that grates on my nerves. Maybe it's because I feel like most of these people haven't a thought in their pretty little heads, and they don't seem to, well, get it, you know?

See, once upon a time there was no Snape/McGonagall ship, per se, there was just me, and after a while a few other people, all of whom were intelligent and mature and basically the kinds of people I like to meet in fandom, people you can talk to about stuff. And we were ridiculed and flamed, and we debated McGonagall's age for months... And now we're overrun with newbies and kids, most of the old-timers are gone, and I hate it. I hate that juvenile element that's moved in and taken over.

And I know I'm being stupid, that this stuff doesn't even matter, but gods how it bugs me.

Anyway, I think I'm too hungry to even rant coherently anymore, so I'm going to go do something about dinner. And then I suppose I'd better get on with my Algebra homework, since I spent half my day downloading Windows patches. I swear, damn software's got more holes in it than Swiss cheese.
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Just when I thought things were going alright, when I'd started to be able to see again...I thought I'd gotten almost back to normal just in time to enjoy what's left of my vacation.

No such luck.

My laptop has developed a very strange and frustrating internet-related error. If I'm online for more than five minutes (and sometimes a lot less) a Windows NT error restarts my computer. I don't run Windows NT; Gateway installed it on the laptop, but I've been cheerfully ignoring it for most of a year. Now for whatever reason it's decided it wants to come out and play, so I've got to spend my last week of vacation fighting with my computer.

Windows is such a nightmare, I swear. I could almost be seriously nostalgic for Windows 98- but it had issues, too. Damn Bill Gates! It's all his fault anyway. No human has a right to that much money. Unless it's me, or someone who'll share with me. :)

Bought a very crappy pair of reading glasses at Wal-Mart in the power my doc prescribed- word of advice. Don't buy reading glasses at Wal-Mart. I thought it was just me having eye issues at first, but Mom tried them and got a headache, so we've decided that they just suck. So I'm back to using the high-powered readers I had made back when I was trying contacts. I'm starting to think the doc is right, and they're too strong, but at least they work and I can live with them- which means, in theory, I should be able to muddle through school if my new glasses aren't in by then.

School. August 18. It seemed so much farther away a week ago. Now it's almost here, I don't feel like I'm ready, and I'm a bit scared. New classes, buildings I've never been to before- and vision I'm still getting adjusted to.

I'm writing this from the desktop computer in Mom's room, which is the only other computer we own I can work with right now. Her laptop would be easier to use, and I could use that whenever I wanted, but I can't get it at an angle where I can see the screen right now. So that's out.

Have been checking the Urbandruid pages for lack of anything better to do. I've discovered that a couple of my sites, namely the Star Wars fic and the Stark pages, have overlarge graphics; you have to scroll sideways to see the whole thing. Not that anyone cares; I'm still the only member of the Stark fanlisting, and no one's submitted anything to the fic archive, either. As for the Star Wars fic, well, there's absolutly no decent content on that site that can't be read at the main fic site.

Still, I'm feeling like I ought to do something about those sites. Maybe I'll just give them both splash pages with disclaimers stating they were designed on a laptop.

I'd forgotten how much I dislike using other people's computers; how much I'm used to having everything just so, those little quirks I've developed.

Trying to catch up on my friends list, but it's slow going, between the eyes, overpowered reading glasses, the HP fic drabbles that seem to be taking over said friends list- oh yes, and the fact that this not being my computer, I could get thrown off just about any time now. Though she'll probably let me finish what I'm typing first.

Anyway, it's not that I'm ignoring you guys, just that I'm having issues. Life issues, eye issues, and computer issues.

Damn you, Anna! Why must you pick this week to be such a bitch? *glares at laptop*

In slightly more cheerful news, I seem to be able to come up with titles again- now if only I could write!

Hmm. Maybe if I do something funky with the colors in Word...

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