Broke my glasses yesterday. Well one of the arms fell off but we have screws at home so I won’t worry about it.

Going home today. Back to the land of chinooks and rainstorms and mountains and NOT SHITTY WIFI. I’ve lost the hotel’s signal three times while typing this. That’s kinda pathetic hotel.

i need to find our how much I owe Amanda for the room, and then I need to go and sob in the corner over my empty pockets…

The job search begins anew tomorrow. I took a couple weeks off in the interests of finishing my costumes for otakon. I’ll post pictures when I find them. There are a ridonkulous number for zero considering I only wore it for about threw hours.

gah. I wanna be home noooooow. I just thought up a post for Claire :/ I’ll write it down so i don’t forget it. It’s really hard to respond to things on this stupid iPod app. And auto correct is pissing me off now so imma end here.

Next post will (hopefully) be from my computer not the iPod 😀

…wow okay. So I just got this douchetastic review on BS in regards to a throw away authors note. What was this author’s note about?

About my optician telling me I have an astigmatism in one eye. 

Seriously dude. What the fuck? That note was from 2007, on a fic originally published in 2002, and was in regards to me being HAPPY I FINALLY HAD A REASON WHY EVERYTHING WAS BLURRY.

For fucks sake. Don’t tell me that my optician is wrong because you ~know better~ than me. And don’t call me a fucking “Drama Queen” for not “adjusting to it like any 4 or 5 year old”. I was happy I was getting glasses, and sharing the good news that I would actually be able to see things like Christmas lights. 

I was 22 before I could actually distinguish between separate Christmas lights in displays. You have no idea how happy that made me. Individual lights! On Christmas displays! THEY ARE NO LONGER BLURS OF COLOR. THIS IS A LEVEL OF AWESOME I HAD NEVER BEFORE ACHIEVED. 

So fuck off asshole. Believe what you want; believe I’m too lazy to adjust to an astigmatism, believe I don’t know what I’m talking about, whatever. Just don’t fucking review my fic just to rant about me personally. You wanna rant at me? Rant about how fucking terrible that fic is. But don’t fucking attack me personally just because I found a way to better my life, asshole.

…I started this fairly calm. And now I’m not. I think I need to go shopping. :/

holy jesus. 

I just spent the last four hours trying to get my computer to work properly again. I don’t even remember what website I was checking out that caused the system to crash, only that it took an hour and a half before the system repair finished. And then there was another hour and a half while I ran all my virus/spyware/malware detection programs.

Followed by a frustrating hour trying to figure out just why the hell Chrome was constantly crashing.

It has been a long four hours :/

WHAT THE FUCK

Goddammit. 

so apparently my experience means nothing because I don’t have the right level of “grades” for this position. Nevermind that it is a keyholder position and I have TWO YEARS OF EXPERIENCE as a keyholder.

fuck you too.