And it starts raining crap again
The virus I had yanked a month ago is back on my computer, but now it won't even let me sign on the Internet (I'm using the public library). DeviantArt has become more infected than a cheap whore.
The guy who has my work under warranty for just such an occasion has closed for the holiday and won't be back until Monday. Which is the day after the warranty runs out. Thankfully this was wrong. It's still under warranty and should be back tomorrow, I hope. But DeviantArt is off my personal computer forever. If all it does is infect it with some troll's virus, why bother?
The family's response to my getting a $14 an hour job with the census? "Well, if you can't do any better..." Why the hell do I even bother to win their respect when I get this as a response? Oh yes, they're also entertaining me by assuring me that I'll be murdered on the job.
And just to top off this sundae, a guy called Defenbaugh told everyone that Vicky Wyman, my all-time favorite furry artist, was offering mail commissions. One silver lining in an otherwise piss-poor week, right? Remember what the date is? So yeah, once again fandom pisses people off FOR THE LOLZ. I might be wrong about this, it could have just been an error in my e-mail. I'm leaving it here in case my hopes get dashed again.
But if it's true... then I'll share Vicky's art addy here in case anyone's interested & I have permission
I'm at the point of throwing my netbook into the trash and then entertaining myself by slitting my wrists. The thought of not having to put up with the parade of asshole behavior ever again is incredibly tempting.
Screw it. Screw it all.
The guy who has my work under warranty for just such an occasion has closed for the holiday and won't be back until Monday. Which is the day after the warranty runs out. Thankfully this was wrong. It's still under warranty and should be back tomorrow, I hope. But DeviantArt is off my personal computer forever. If all it does is infect it with some troll's virus, why bother?
The family's response to my getting a $14 an hour job with the census? "Well, if you can't do any better..." Why the hell do I even bother to win their respect when I get this as a response? Oh yes, they're also entertaining me by assuring me that I'll be murdered on the job.
And just to top off this sundae, a guy called Defenbaugh told everyone that Vicky Wyman, my all-time favorite furry artist, was offering mail commissions. One silver lining in an otherwise piss-poor week, right? Remember what the date is? So yeah, once again fandom pisses people off FOR THE LOLZ. I might be wrong about this, it could have just been an error in my e-mail. I'm leaving it here in case my hopes get dashed again.
But if it's true... then I'll share Vicky's art addy here in case anyone's interested & I have permission
I'm at the point of throwing my netbook into the trash and then entertaining myself by slitting my wrists. The thought of not having to put up with the parade of asshole behavior ever again is incredibly tempting.
Screw it. Screw it all.