ARGHHHH!!! I feel like violently and brutally drowning some idiot in ink! Preferably someone working for Canon.
I've just spent a lot of money, despite the fact that I have very little money this month, on ink for my printer because it's been running out and I need it... so I run around to four different stores, unable to find the kind of ink my printer says it needs. In the last store they say I can use another kind, and on the box it says it fits in my printer so I buy it happily.... only to come home and find out that I bought color when what I need is black!
It's not like it's easy to figure out either, because the "black" ink is called "photo". Well, how in the nine hells am I to know that "photo" means "black"?!
Warning, swearing ahead:
And why the fuck is it that they can't just make one damn kind of standardized ink cartridge for all freaking printers instead of a million varieties for each goddamned brand?! How fucking lame are they that they can't figure that out?
Why can't anyone figure out how to make standardized things instead of making a different variety for each new product!? How lame is this stupid world?!
Sorry, but I really, really hate how everything comes in a million mutually incompatible varieties. Noone seems to understand the point of using the same standards _________________ Character Descriptions | deviantArt
Why oh why was I talked into going to fireworks night? You sit around for an hour waiting for some numbskull to start the fireworks... he's half an hour late in which time you have lost all feeling in your extremities. the fireworks are directly above you meaning you strain your neck looking at pitiful puffs and pows. you then wake up with stiff extremities and a sore neck... THIS IS THE LAST BLOODY YEAR I DO THIS!!!
Hurrrrrgh!!! _________________ "Never condemn a man till you have walked a mile in his shoes."
"A leader fights alongside his men, basking in the glory of battle, a coward fights from behind, basking in the pain of defeat."
What is the friggin' point of wearing makeup that matches your skin exactly?!
There's this new makeup that goes on white and then matches your skin tone (which to me just sounds like lotion being used to provide 'makeup.') When it finally 'matches your skintone' it looks exactly as though you don't have makeup on at all. The point of makeup is to hide the flaws in your skin!
No, I don't use makeup, but the obvious money-making scheme (moreso than normal for those kind of companies) just irks me... _________________
I haven't been able to access GitP all day, the Left 4 Dead demo is downloading at an abysmal 10 kbps (and it's a 3200mb file...), and I'm almost positive a 360 is one of the things I will absolutely not be getting for Christmas... graaaaaaaaaah!!
EDIT: Hey, it spiked up to 22kbps for a few seconds... only 6.4 days left till it finishes! WOO! _________________ Characters
You know what? I was going to try to contribute to this discussion. I had a post half typed out. But now, thinking about it, I don't really see the point. People are probably going to continue RPing their own way, and stating my opinion, such as it is, will likely annoy somebody, without changing anything.
So, yeah, I'm now fed up with a new thread and discussion every couple of months trying to 'save Town', or change the way people play in Town, or impose new rules, or start a sub-forum.
Ah, it feels good to have a rant. I should use this thread more often.
Having said all that, it probably won't be long before I change my mind, and end up participating (or trying to) in such discussions. Maybe I should rant about my own indecision.
I think and think and think. But rarely do I do anything. I hate it. But it circles around me all the time. Why? Why do I do it. Why do I suck so much at breaking free. I can always find an excuse. I can always put it off, get an extension, say that it doesn't matter. But it does. Sometimes more then others. But in the end, it always matters. And right now it matters so much it can hurt.
I'm a horrible, truly awful, downright evil person. Just a relatively short time ago, I'd have publicly supported stuff as described within this article (Warning, sickening) if I knew it existed, the stoning of LGBT people who wouldn't/refused to be 'healed', and stuff like that.
last night, my mom manages to freeze up my computer. I blew it off, pressed ctrl+alt+delete and went away to give the thing time to work itself out. I come back this morning, and it's still frozen, the internet window and everything still stuck open behind the Task Manager despite it saying nothing is running. I try and force a logoff through Task manager, which simply fails. I try shutting down by pressing ctrl+alt+delete again and again. Eventually I'm forced to manually shut down and restart. When I log back in again, and try to start the internet, it starts going really slow, my background turns grey for a minute and LiveUpdate starts telling me I need to download Windows Service Pack 3. Before I do that, I back up my files with System restore, as suggested, but then I couldn;t get Live Update to come back up. I end up going to Windows Update online and it takes forever to just scan my computer and determine what I need. It's currently 2/3 through installing the thing, and I'm getting rather irritated. Using the laptop, I find out I can't sign up for the class I want to, and so I still need to go talk to a councilor today at the college, and since they haven't been open all week and it's two says to the start of term, EVERYONE will be doing. There will be a huge waiting list, and I actually have to put an effort into my appearence today, because I'm certain to run into someone I know. I also have to run to the bank, and get myself breakfast (as there's nothing to eat in the house, I don't think my paents like food shopping anymore, there's never anything to eat in the house, but that's another rant, isn't it?) and drive to another town to the nearest campus, (thank goodness I don't have to go to the main one which is an hour away) and still be home before 2 o'clock to pick up my dad from work. (and I know already he's going to want lunch, and I'll end up buying, because I always do, and I really have to wonder where all of my paycheck goes every week and why I have only $20 at best in my bank account?)
and the freaking update's not finished yet!
Oh, yeah, and did I mention I woke up with a really sore throat and still need to perform a virus scan? If I have to update that I might scream. But that would make my throat worse, and I might lose my voice, and if I can't talk I can't work and... *sigh* Today's starting out so well, isn't it? _________________ A single dagger in the night is worth a thousand swords at dawn.
Grab some tugboats. We're going iceberg wrangling. - Destro Yersul
Well, Destro's got something to rant about now. Because Destro did something fantastically stupid, and didn't notice until it was way to late to fix easily.
See, I'm starting college. Today, I guess.. *glances at clock*
Today. And I was meant to take two courses. However, being completely oblivious and somewhat nervous seeing as this is my first time going to college, I managed to <expletive> things up big time. Because the college I'm going to has two campuses. One close to me, and one farther away. And I managed to sign up for one course on each Campus. One after another, ten minutes apart. Speedy Gonzales himself could not go between these two campuses within ten minutes.
So now I have to explain to my parents how badly I've messed things up, I have to explain to the college why I can't go to that class and could they take me off the list please, and I have to figure out how in the hells I managed to miss something like that.
If you'll excuse me, I'll be over in the corner banging my head against the wall...
stupid *bang* stupid *bang* stupid *bang* stupid *bang* _________________ Avatar by Vael
Trout by Vael
-- Hi, hello, hey, or any other language (hola, aloha, etc) is all right. "Hai" is the Japanese word for "yes" and if you're not responding to someone's yes or no question, it doesn't fit.
--BRB is not needed when the last time you spoke to someone was two hours before. It is only needed when you've been speaking within the last 5 minutes. A similar issue happens when telling someone you're back, just to continue to ignore them for the next two hours.
--If you know someone doesn't like poetry, for heaven's sake please don't send it to them.
--Don't IM someone that's busy then continue to poke them until they give you a response.
I'm sure there's more, but those are the most bothersome. _________________
Okay, I'm not talking about anything specific here, I just have a few general complaints about society. If you read this, thank you.
You know what I hate? Car insurance. They charge you a lot of money a month for minimum coverage, and it's the law. You can't get a registration without insurance. Very, very expensive insurance. Even on the bare minimum payment, I'm still shelling out my month's worth of Paychecks to make sure that I can drive a car that I already own. All so that when I actually get into an accident, let's say, I hit a patch of ice and slam my mercedes benz into Hades Bends down on my way to work this morning and I get extensive damage to my lights and a ding in my side, I won't get any help in repairing the damage and my money will be short because I have to pay some goddam car insurance.
I got to the ER at 2:30. I spent time in the waiting room til 9:30. I got to go home at 3:30 (am.) All they did was give my mom one bag of IV fluids for not drinking or eating for 2 days...those bags are like 8 oz, max. It's rediculous. _________________
I have never pretended that I like my current job. It has one minor perk in occasionally being able to work from home, but that hardly makes up for all of the annoyances, frustrations, and aggrevation.
I've been missing these past weeks because since December 29, I have been working at least 12 hours every day, with the occasional bump up to 15, and one instance of 20 (!). Including Saturday and Sunday. I ran out of steam to do anything but stare blankly at the oh-so-critical work.
Things have finally settled down to "just" seven days a week, but this sucks beyond all reason. "salaried" does not equate to "enslaved"!
And of course, the economy decides that this is just the best time to go to hell, and I am finding little prospect of changing away from here in the near future.
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