Everything is falling apart and I can’t fix it fast enough.
Bang!
Yesterday the pickup tailgate hinge point broke and the tailgate almost fell on the ground going down the highway.
Bang! Bang!
We get back late last night after buying needed parts for broken stuff. We didn’t find everything. The silverware drawer breaks apart at 9:30 PM. The drawer must be fixed right then and there, but I refuse to work on it. The cabinets are 20 years old and I can’t buy the parts today or ever.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I knock over a stupid garden gnome that breaks in half when I’m looking for a part to fix the drawer. The gnome is one ma has to keep for sentimental value. It’s already been broken and glued before and hardly has any paint on it.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
I have no groceries and the two stupid stores are out of everything item that I’m out of and need now.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yesterday: Cutting the grass and didn’t notice the Copperhead I had just run over until it was at my feet wriggling and wounded… Aieeee! Instead of finishing it off right away I decide to finish the pass and get him on the way back. I come back, where the fuck is it? I look all over for it but it is gone…damn damn.
Now I get to worry about the bastard plotting it’s revenge on me for the next week.
Dog is slowly dying of congestive heart failure. She requires meds twice a day and home cooked meals, and yet she’s still losing weight. This is more a whimper than a bang.
My step-father, who is extremely helpful but not very fast, has yet to install the antique gas Chambers stove I bought two years ago. And the tractor I bought 5 months ago is still being slowly worked on as my pastures get longer and longer. He drives out to me farm, putters for an hour or two then leaves. Or doesn’t come at all. I’m grateful for his help, but I’ve spent money on this stuff and I want to use it! BANG!
I had a weird task at work where I needed to copy the company’s letter head off a “letter size” paper (go figure!) onto the top of a legal size page. The legal size is loaded into the machine “landscape” style, while the letter is oriented “portrait” style. The company logo kept printing along the long side of the page, and I couldn’t seem to find the magic key to getting the image moved 90 degrees to the proper top of the page. I fussed with all of the fancy image rotating options for an embarassingly long time.
When making a photocopy where the image needs to be rotated clockwise 90 degrees, you can spend 20 minutes and about 75 pages to get it right.
Or you can just put the original right on the glass, and move THAT 90 degrees.:smack:
I swear, I’m much smarter than my current performance at a temp job would suggest…
It’s the second day of my period, and I’ve felt moody and depressed for the last hour and a half. Some Peter Cetera song came on the radio on the way home and now I feel like crying. I feel useless and alone, like there isn’t any point to the things I do. And I also can’t stop thinking about the guy I mentioned in the “unavailable infatuation” thread. The one who lives in a different city and is probably drinking and fucking some girl right now and having the time of his life. I miss him, goddammit. I don’t want to, but I do. I miss how I felt every time he walked into a room, and I really fucking wish things were different. I kind of wish I hadn’t met him, that he had just gone and picked a different class so I wouldn’t feel the way I do now. It is so pathetic of me to feel this way, a full two months after the last time I saw him, especially since I meant jack shit to him. Zilch, zip, fucking nothing. So why do I feel so miserable? How pathetic is it that I’m sitting here thinking about him, and he probably won’t remember who I was in a few months? Fuck it, I’m not going to think about him anymore from this moment on. Because everytime I do, it just makes it that much harder to face facts. I need chocolate ice cream or a good lay, or possibly both, stat.
Friend comes over at 6.30 am to collect a cheque - he’s kindly going to get the roofing materials delivered - they are finally ready. I’m on a three day week, but found a days work for Tuesday - yipee - so can’t do these things. The roofing company calls and says they don’t take cheques for the final payment - unless I want to wait four days. I tried to pay them in full a week ago, but they wouldn’t let me. So - leave the days work - to get cash from bank … friend can’t hang around with other persons borrowed truck - so delivery gets shelved. I don’t get paid.
Picked up the soft top someone lent me which I had repaired at great expense, after mine was stolen. It doesn’t fit. Cleared up all the debris around the building site, then drove over a nail. Roll on tomorrow!
when I was working my way through school I took a 2nd job that inventoried grocery stores. On this occasion I was an hour away from home and my car lights started to short out in the rain. Plan “A” was to pull off the highway and wait under a bridge for the rain to stop.
I decided I needed to pull farther off the road to avoid getting hit so I moved the car into what turned out to be mud. The car sank. At that exact moment the seat bracket broke and the starter died. I was so mad I got out of the car and took a swipe at a large weed with my braided key chain. The weed was apparently made out of titanium because the key chain broke scattering the keys into the night.
At this point I walked to a pay phone (waaaaaay before cell phones) and promptly gave my dad the wrong directions. So at 1 in the morning my father launches on an hour long journey to the wrong location.
I realized I gave him the wrong directions so I walked down the exit ramp and looked for his car. It was a deserted area so the chances of a car like his driving by was rather low. Of course, as luck would have it, a car like my dad’s went down the exit ramp so I ran all the way down to meet it. Wrong car. Baaaack up the 1/4 mile long ramp I ran.
He eventually found me and used a trick he’d learned in the Army to extract jeeps. He took a bumper jack and jacked the entire back end of the car up. We then pushed the car off the jack toward the road. Did the same thing to the front until we got the car back on the road. We then pushed the car and jump started it by popping the clutch. I drove home in the dark with flickering head lights and every time I touched the brakes the seat would slide forward causing me to push harder on the brakes.
To put a smiley face on this, I drove back the next day to find my keys. They were scattered all over the rock embankment under the bridge. While turning rocks over to look for them I uncovered a field mouse with her young. Instead of fleeing, she calmly picked up each baby and carried it to a new location. I watched her move all them as if I was a child seeing the wonders of the world. All I had was a mechanical. This mouse lost her house.
I finally got around to spraying weed killer on the weeds in my patio last night. When I did it, it didn’t look like it was going to rain anytime soon. Of course, right after I finished spraying the weeds, it started clouding over, and then it rained last night.
I’ll just hope all the weed killer doesn’t get washed off. For anyone in Pittsburgh who needed rain, you’re welcome.
I just got a water bill for 28 THOUSAND gallons! I have no freakin’ idea why!
The meter’s been inspected and we’ve had no unusual usage this month. That’s eight times our normal consumption, and I’d go down to City Hall and raise hell if I had any argument at all. Hooray for me!
Why won’t this damn PCR work?! I’ve run full-strength. I’ve doubled my primers. I’ve run my templates at several dilutions. I’ve adjusted the mag chloride. Nothin’!
I work in a teeny tiny cubicle. I hardly even have to bend to bang my head on the wall. Which is good, because I hate my job even more than usual this week.
Someplace, somehow, I managed to get my computer hard drive infected. Big piles of nasty crap. After 4 days of trying to clean it up, I gave up, and am doing a fresh install of Windows.
I’m not sure which is worse. Trying to clean up viruses or going through the pain of reinstalling Windows.
TAP TAP TAP (no banging allowed, it might upset the delicate Windows balance).
Definitely go with both… at the same time. It might be messy, but trust me, it’ll be so worth it. In fact, I’d say that anyone who has the opportunity should do so, as often as possible.
I had to look that up.