The anti-rant
This entry was not meant to be a rant, but this has been a wasted weekend. One of those pain in the butt weekends where nothing is meant to work out right. I found a place to recycle my old computer. That should have been a brief Saturday afternoon errand. Mapquest has one job, to provide accurate directions. You’d think it could do that well. The directions didn’t work, but I miraculously found the street I was looking for. I wasn’t sure where I was crossing the street relative to where the directions would put me, so I had to guess whether to turn right or left. What are the chances I’m going to choose the right turn? As soon as I realize I’m going the wrong way (the street numbers aren’t moving in the right direction), I decide to turn around. I was traveling east, I turned left to go north one block, turned left again to go west one block, then turn left again to travel south parallel to the north bound road. I thought I’d have to cross my original street (it would only be one block), where I could start traveling in the right direction. I don’t know how long I drove without seeing an opportunity to turn, but it was too long. Being the fool that I am, I didn’t realize that the roads of a large city actually exist in a four dimensional hypercube. I’m surprised I wasn’t eventually driving upside down and underwater. I finally finish my errand and made it home.
Yes, I’m being petty. Normally, I wouldn’t be ranting about this, but today pushed me over the edge. My washing machine flooded my place. I put in a load of laundry, and before long the entire kitchen floor along with the adjacent hallway carpet was drenched. Oh, and I didn’t get to finish my laundry. It’s a top loading washer, but it didn’t overflow from the top, meaning that more than likely one of the water lines broke, meaning that it’s not my fault. I get the feeling I’m going to have to pay for it though. My roommate is out of town. He said he’d get back in town tonight, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’ll be back here. He may spend the rest of the week at his girlfriend’s place.
I hate ranting, especially considering that my previous entry was also a rant. I even wrote a previous entry containing other ponderings while nonchalantly mentioning the flooding incident. Of course, I lost that entry when the maintenance person cut the power without warning to hook up his fans, which sent me into my temper rantrum. All my rantings make me seem like an unhappy person via my webblog, and it’s not true. One hundred years from now, people may read my blog and determined that I was a miserable person who did nothing but complain-that I never smiled or laughed or joked or was genuinely happy, and it’s just not true. *grits teeth* I’m a happy person I tell you! HAPPY!
Yes, I’m being petty. Normally, I wouldn’t be ranting about this, but today pushed me over the edge. My washing machine flooded my place. I put in a load of laundry, and before long the entire kitchen floor along with the adjacent hallway carpet was drenched. Oh, and I didn’t get to finish my laundry. It’s a top loading washer, but it didn’t overflow from the top, meaning that more than likely one of the water lines broke, meaning that it’s not my fault. I get the feeling I’m going to have to pay for it though. My roommate is out of town. He said he’d get back in town tonight, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’ll be back here. He may spend the rest of the week at his girlfriend’s place.
I hate ranting, especially considering that my previous entry was also a rant. I even wrote a previous entry containing other ponderings while nonchalantly mentioning the flooding incident. Of course, I lost that entry when the maintenance person cut the power without warning to hook up his fans, which sent me into my temper rantrum. All my rantings make me seem like an unhappy person via my webblog, and it’s not true. One hundred years from now, people may read my blog and determined that I was a miserable person who did nothing but complain-that I never smiled or laughed or joked or was genuinely happy, and it’s just not true. *grits teeth* I’m a happy person I tell you! HAPPY!