Entries tagged with general: technology hates me

Current Mood: giddy
Current Music: Ground - Assemblage 23

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Victory is mine, victory is mine. Great day in the morning, people, victory is mine!

HAH! I finally got GoogleDocs to work correctly and recognize that my folders exist! Take THAT, GoogleDocs, you bitch!

...Yes, this was totally important enough to merit its own post. Oh yes.

Current Mood: cold
Current Music: Hallelujah - I have no idea who's singing, I have about 20 versions

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Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth...

LJ seems to be still not sending me notifications for some reason. Luckily, it seems to be working fine for all my RP journals (unless I'm... missing something...), it's mostly for replies to comments this journal leaves on other journals, but yes. If you left me a comment and I didn't answer, I'm not ignoring you, I probably just didn't get it.

We're heading up to Iowa City now, and soon we shall has a

draegonhawke and a

_coherent! Assuming we don't die on the way, because it's snowing on the way up there and oh God, I am so not driving in snow or ice or whatever. Especially considering the issues I have with just rain.

I'll let you all know we're not dead when we get there. Or if you're really concern you can text me. Most of you who are likely to worry have my number or can get it from someone who does, I think...

We need to get me a better jacket before we leave Tennessee. I was supposed to have an awesome swishy coat before we left Florida, but UPS fucked us over there. *Grump*

Current Mood: restless
Current Music: Used to You - Ani DiFranco

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I like the fact that you talk incessantly...

My ctrl key is not working. I mean, it is, but only when I hit it REALLY FUCKING HARD, and it's driving me crazy. I get spazzy when my keyboard doesn't work right. Also, it's hard to hit the key that hard with that finger. Rrrh. And yeah, I could probably take off the key and fix whatever's wrong, but I'm concerned that if I took the key off I would just... make it not work at all. It's happened before.

And it's been a very frustrating day, all in all. Frustrating... few days, but today especially... And then I end up all stressed out and achy and trying not to snap at things. Luckily, it's all balanced out by wonderful plot things in the Rift and the awesomeness of Rizzy, but... still. I can do with that road trip ANY DAY NOW. (Soon, soon, OMGYAY. I get to see so many of my people.)

Anyway. Have a meme or two. First, from

newredshoes:

The Rules: Sometimes it's ok to pimp yourself out. Post a list of your top five fic-favorites you've written, regardless of fandom or the reason you love them. This isn't about the BEST things you've written, but what you LOVE most. Then tag five other people to do the same.

The Other Rules: After each story, add a little something about what you learned about writing in the process. Or, if you didn't learn anything, add something that fits contextually with the time of writing the story.

( I've got a thing for assholes who tell good stories... )

And I don't usually tag for memes, but because I really like this one...

starletfallen,

kawaiispinel,

trollopfop,

draegonhawke, and

_chibidragon_? If you would like to do this meme, I would be so pleased.

And the other meme, which requires much less work...
Which of my RP characters do you associate me with the most? Why?
I can kind of guess for most of you, but I'd like to know anyway.

Current Mood: sick
Current Music: Angry Angel - Imogen Heap

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All his imagination, his passion for a creation...

Today has been a very strange day. I'm not entirely sure it actually existed. Spent the whole day kind of fogged and out of it (Jack was less out of it, but that's another matter altogether...). Went to sleep a lot earlier than usual - 10:30, what the hell is that? - and then woke up two hours later with alternating chills and WAY TOO HOT on top of nausea and general ickiness and couldn't go back to sleep. And, obviously, I still haven't.

Also, my glasses are digging into the sides of my head. Behind my ears. It hurts, and I would like them to stop it.

I keep staring at this fic and trying to decide whether I want to write the second scene of the third chapter so I can finally post it, plot out On a Saturday on index cards, or take a whack at my

writerinadrawer, which I still haven't figured out, and probably end up wanting to put my head through a wall after about half an hour. It's a toss-up.

The cast list needs updated. Bah. I will do that tomorrow (er... later today), because I can't be bothered to pull out the mouse to do it.

Here, have a vid that I finally finished. I had to make that damn thing twice, because my computer randomly swallowed the first version (seriously, I have no idea where it went), and there are parts I like better about this version and parts about the first version I really miss, but it is done! And I broke

kawaiispinel with it. My job here is done.

Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: Doctor Who (3x00 The Runaway Bride)

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Mrrh.

Using Evie's computer because my power cord stopped working.

I am not a happy camper.

Did this have to happen right before a major Rift plot? Really? Was it absolutely NECESSARY?

EDIT: Okay. Working now. I'm just going to... attempt to not move it at all until I can get a new power cord. *Grumblemutter* WHY?

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: Buffy (2x20 Go Fish)

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"...You're gonna think about that later, mister, and you're gonna laugh!"

I have a computer to myself, guys! It's wonderful! (And right now I'm trying to write a sketchy, sketchy fic for

whoniverse1000, but I keep getting distracted by Rift things.)

Speaking of Rift things, anyone have any ideas as to what the Rift could have done to Buffy? I don't want to touch her Slayer powers. At all. And I don't want to give her any magical/psychic powers, because I don't want her too overpowered. So I need ideas that are minor and silly and will have no effect, positive or negative, on her effect to kill things. Evie has suggested, so far, making her allergic to chocolate, making her grow two inches, and switching around her sexuality so that suddenly she has no interest in guys - it's ALL about the girls.

I am considering these things, but any other ideas would be awesome.

~~Also any ideas for Sydney Bristow, not that I have her in my head or that I would be bringing her in ever if I did...~~

Current Mood: okay
Current Music: Buffy (1x11)

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"...and we've fought some bloodsucking fiends..."

So, I'm rereading Jingo. The last time I read it was... a while ago. Before I got into Life on Mars. And now, every time there's a scene with Vimes? I keep seeing and hearing Philip Glenister in my head. I'm not sure whether to be pleased and amused by this (because it is kind of awesome) or a little weirded out.

AND! I won this latest round of

writerinadrawer. With a Jack/Gwen fic which, honestly, I kind of thought would be voted out because of the pairing. I am ridiculously happy about this (while also quietly growling at the Torchwood fandom in general for making me that worried over the damn pairing).

Watched the first several episodes of Alias today. Got a headvoice, as I knew I would. I blame Chris. But I'll forgive her if she starts watching Burn Notice. Because clearly, we should trade fandoms with badass spies/former spies/terrorists.

I would like to say that you guys are awesome with prompts. Really, really awesome. ♥ Thank you all.

One more quick thing: my google docs is not working. AT ALL. It will open, and load the page, but it won't let me click on any folders, documents, buttons... anything. Nothing happens. It doesn't even seem to recognize that those are links. Is anyone else having this problem? Or does anyone know how to fix it? It's driving me crazy. And there are things on there I kind of need to get to.

EDIT: ...Okay, never mind that last bit. The second I decide to complain about it, it decides to work again. *Facepalm*

Current Mood: annoyed
Current Music: My Beautiful Rescue - This Providence

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I've been jumping from the tops of buildings for the thrill of falling...

Argh. Electronics, why do you hate me?

So last night, our DVD player magically decided to load Sports Night. Which... it hasn't done before, except for once, because the Sports Night discs are not the best quality. But I was missing my show and stuck one in on the off chance, and lo and behold, it actually played! JOY!

...Except that after playing that disc? It now refuses to play anything else. Including the Sports Night disc that it magically played last night. It keeps telling me it's the wrong disc. And... just... WHAT? IT IS NOT, YOU FUCKER. If that's the wrong disc, will you at least tell me which one the RIGHT one is? No? *Flails at the stupid DVD player*

Background noise! I need it for sanity! And we have no TV! Fuck you so hard, DVD player.

*Whimpers and curls up*

...Hi, guys. I swear I don't usually freak out over nothing like this. It's just been one of those weeks where everything bothers me way more than it should. And... lfdjadf. This is going to drive me crazy.

Current Mood: stressed
Current Music: City of Refuge - Grant Lee Phillips

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You better run to the city of refuge...

Fucking fuck. My USB mouse is broken. Why, I don't know - I have the sneaking suspicion something spilled on it. The reason I have the USB mouse is that the right click on my laptop doesn't work, so I need the USB mouse for that.

I'm going to cry now.

EDIT: Oh, and now it works? What the fuck? *Glares at it* Don't DO that to me! I'm not in a good state of mind to deal with any of my electronics crapping out on me.

EDIT II: Apparently it's going to alternate working and not working. Very funny.

Current Mood: okay
Current Music: Doctor Who (2x10 The Satan Pit)

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"Tell her... Oh, she knows."

You know, I love how I start writing a fic to cheer Rizzy up, and it turns into OMGANGST. I mean, there is cute and fluffy in there too. But right about when you start killing people, I think it leaves "cheering up" territory. There is something wrong in my brain.

Meanwhile, I have two or three other things that need written, but this is distracting me. Which just means I have to finish it quickly so I can attend to those other things.

And I think my power cord might be starting to die. Yes, the one Sarah just got for me this past summer. I have no idea how I go through these things so quickly (though I don't think it's entirely my fault - this never happened before I started sharing it with Evie... just saying). I mean, it's only flickering occasionally when I shift it in a way it doesn't like, but if it's doing the same thing the old one was... in a month or so, I'm going to have a real issue. Fun.

Current Mood: stressed
Current Music: Last Ever Lone Gunman - Snow Patrol

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Fucking fuck.

dfakj;afja;jfa;aj

*Headdesks*

I can't get GoogleDocs to load. And the thing I'm trying to write IS IN THERE. And I can't get to it.

This is stressing me out beyond belief. And I just woke up. I so don't need this.

Also, Evie just pointed out why it is that "Proud of Your Boy" breaks me so much. I was so stuck on it being a Des song that I didn't realize it is also a Jack to the Doctor song and OW.

Current Mood: hungry
Current Music: Run - Leona Lewis

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"I'm looking for dead bugs."

Every time I'm up before noon or so, I always spend about an hour wondering "WHERE THE HELL IS EVERYONE?" before I remember. It's the internet. No one else exists before noon. Right.

So I' sitting here in the apartment. All the bags are unpacked, and I have nothing to do. Evie's off to get air mattress and some stuff from her parent's house (eventually we'll be getting furniture from them, though apparently not yet, because we couldn't contact the moving company). The Brighthouse guy came, the internet is not yet working (I'm stealing wireless from someone in the building right now), and he said he'll be back in an hourish. Also, I forgot to eat today, so I'm starving.

*Sulks a little*

It's occurred to me that I need a desk. Not, like, immediately? But soon. It helps me think to have a space to actually work, instead of just sitting on the bed or the couch or the... floor, like I am now.

That one cover of "Run" continues to make me cry. EVERY TIME. And it makes me want to write more of A Sense for Death. Now with paradoxes in! ...Yeah. The only thing that's stopping me is that "Father's Day" continues to confuse the fuck out of me, and considering that's most of New Who canon regarding paradoxes now that the Time Lords are gone... umm... that makes things difficult. *Grumblemutter*

...Please can Evie come back and bring something resembling food? Like, now? (And meanwhile, my subject line baffles everyone but Evie and possibly Alex. That's okay.)