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If you want to know how it all began, click HERE for the FIRST entry. At the top of each post you can click "NEXT ENTRY" and so on. It might make a bit more sense that way, and you might stumble upon one of my better postings in case this one sorta just sucks! CLICK HERE for a RANDOM ENTRY. Tuesday, Apr. 29, 2003 - 7:51 P.M. Sick and Tired If there is one thing I HATE it's when my mother fucking piece of shit crap heap of diodes and chips that is laughingly referred to as a computer crashes, not once in a while, but every mother fucking 3 minutes. Actually, crashing might be less upsetting than its newer trick, that of spontaneously rebooting. Sometimes it will reboot itself several times in a row, before I even get a chance to aim my mouse pointer at one fucking icon. Nope, no chance. Just reboot. Oh, and how about it suddenly asking me to log on and put in a password that just doesn't freaking exist? Or the never ending "errors" that shut down Netscape or Explorer, or whatever other program I happen to be running. And then it sends these mother fucking don't-really-exist "reports" to Microcrap. And then...reboot. I hate this mother fucker of a pice of shit dildo feltch smegma rebooting fuckputer. And can I find my Windows XP disks that I actually BOUGHT so I can reformat the thing? Hell no, because this piece of shit crap hole machine is housed in my piece of shit crap hole of a house. And can I reinstall Norton Anti Virus program THAT I BOUGHT so that I can perhaps find whatever the problem is and maybe eradicate it? HELL NO! Because I never put anything away and I don't feel like digging through the 5 million CD mountain to find it! And I don't know how to troubleshoot to find the mother fucking asshole incompatible driver that is "supposedly" causing all of the problems, mainly because as far as I know I haven't installed any new mother fucking drivers so THAT little diagnostic message can bite into my huge white flabby ass cheek! And I can't cope with the so-called technicians that can't help me because they won't fucking LISTEN to me when I tell them that this wasn't always a problem, and that I did nothing new when it became a problem. One day it worked, the next day it began fucking with me. And I CAN'T restore the computer to an earlier state that works, because it won't go back far enough. And I can't cope with this right now, I just want to fix the problem by throwing it through a window. And while I'm at it, let me just say that I hate the way my body hurts, all the time, and I can't cope with it. And I hate the way my fingers ache, I fucked them up and I can't cope with it. And I am sick and tired and hungry and I am angry that I can't get my ass in gear and FIX THE FUCKING THINGS THAT ARE WRONG! I can't cope with my front yard being dug up and muddy and my freak-fest of a fucking lazy shit body won't get off my fat ass to WORK ON IT! And I can't cope with the fact that my resting blood pressure is now 160/96 and that I can't get into the Doctor for 2 more days. And I am sick and tired of crying and I am sick and tired of waking up sick and tired and I am sick and tired of having to make dinner or have take-out and I am sick and tired of rap music and I am sick and tired of the government sticking their noses into the school lunch program and I am sick and tired of toilets that overflow and I am sick and tired of being sick and sick and tired. I am sick and tired of me. And my family is sick and tired of me being out of hormone patches. Won't you PLEASE leave your feedback here? 0 readers left their mark on this one!
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