Why would I have monkey problems?
So, for the record, I am still terrible at pottery. Slightly less terrible than last time, but still. Pretty terrible. It would probably be easier to learn if the teacher wasn't the type to get frustrated and just do it for you, because honestly I have no idea what she's doing to fix my mistakes, so how will I ever know? Not that I'm not still enjoying it. I really am. But it's going to take me a long time to figure out how to actually make anything. And possibly another class. With a different teacher.
There is another class in March, with some guy who's apparently been teaching for years and years, but I don't know how I'm going to afford that. I still have to get my fridge fixed, and also my fucking cat pulled one of my external hard drives off my desk and broke it. Like, 'pulled the power supply completely out' broke it. So not only did I lose an expensive piece of hardware, but all the files that were saved on there. My copy of Big Timber! I'm so sad about that, mostly because I can't find it to download anywhere anymore*. All my best porn was on that hard drive. All my CSI screencaps too, and my music backups, and God knows what else. All my writing files.
Oh, well, it's all just stuff, I suppose. And I am tired of worrying about it, so I'm not going to.
Hey, let's play a game. You pick one of my icons and I will write you a ficlet based on it. That used to be a meme, right? Or pick one of your own icons. Or a stranger's icon. Whatever! It probably won't happen tonight because I am about to go out, but I have tomorrow off, and lots of house cleaning to avoid.
*You know, this and The Hole are two of the very few movies I'd actually buy, because they are just so LOLarious. But I can't, because it's illegal to mail order gay porn in Tennessee. Nice.
There is another class in March, with some guy who's apparently been teaching for years and years, but I don't know how I'm going to afford that. I still have to get my fridge fixed, and also my fucking cat pulled one of my external hard drives off my desk and broke it. Like, 'pulled the power supply completely out' broke it. So not only did I lose an expensive piece of hardware, but all the files that were saved on there. My copy of Big Timber! I'm so sad about that, mostly because I can't find it to download anywhere anymore*. All my best porn was on that hard drive. All my CSI screencaps too, and my music backups, and God knows what else. All my writing files.
Oh, well, it's all just stuff, I suppose. And I am tired of worrying about it, so I'm not going to.
Hey, let's play a game. You pick one of my icons and I will write you a ficlet based on it. That used to be a meme, right? Or pick one of your own icons. Or a stranger's icon. Whatever! It probably won't happen tonight because I am about to go out, but I have tomorrow off, and lots of house cleaning to avoid.
*You know, this and The Hole are two of the very few movies I'd actually buy, because they are just so LOLarious. But I can't, because it's illegal to mail order gay porn in Tennessee. Nice.