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My room's a shambles, my life's a shambles, everything's a shambles, but it's all okay, because I have ice cream. *sobs brokenly* No, I don't. I'm allergic to ice cream.
Sorry, that was really random and mostly untrue, but I was looking through my old links and I somehow got to the update-my-LJ page, and that was the first thing to say that popped into my head. :-3 My room's a mess, but that's it. I'm very happy with the rest. But I'm still allergic to ice cream. *sobs*
Now that I have that off my chest, I'd just like to say that everything's going well of late. I got my parents' new computer all fixed up, and fixed the weird random-reset problem by trashing the network card. I should have thought of it sooner. Ah well, now I just need to figure out how to get the sound working. I ordered an external HPNA bridge, so hopefully I can wire the upstairs and not have to worry about cards and stuff. Ah well, we'll see what happens, eh?
*yawn* I'm tired. No, not tired; exhausted. The difference is that I don't feel tried, I just feel blah, and I can't make myself function properly. Or think coherently. So I'm just rambling. I got anew pinball game! Whoo hooo! It's on my computer, though. I still need to fix the Machine. Anyhow, I made 32,000,000 on Alien Daze! It was cool! :-3 I want to get better at abducting humans. :-3
*blinkblink* I'm really out of it, aren't I? I don't even sound like me to me! o.0 I should go to bed... My bed's buried under junk. My whole room is. I've been so busy on parent's computer that I've been throwing things into my room in my spare moments. I need to fix that before I move out. Ross hasn't said anything about hiring me on full time. I hope I have enough money for college. Ross hasn't said anything about Shell's inspection, either. IT was his birthday yesterday as well as Memorial Day, and he was working, so I didn't press the issue. That one girl whose been in the hospital was at work tonight...something about premature labor (she's in her first trimester, I think). Good to see her back. I'm not sure if I've ever seen her before or not. Ross didn't like the birthday cake I got him (found out belatedly that he doesn't like cake :-P ), so we've been eating it. Except me. I'm allergic to it. They had one I wouldn't be allergic to, but it was really small. I wanted to get Ross a full sheet. He smiled. I'm glad. We sang him Happy Birthday. He acted like me when put in that situation...clearly had no idea what to do, so he flipped over to automatic mode and just smiled and went about his business. :-3 We're disturbingly similar sometimes. They painted the building today. It now has a white top. They're either gonna paint a different color on the bottom or re-post the fiberglass. I hope it's paint. That fiberglass stuff was nasty. Our sign doesn't match the Jacksonses in Middleton (Jacksons switched to Shell), so that'll prolly hafta change, too. I'm glad the paint was contracted instead of me having to do it. Poor Ross. He has to pay for all that out of his own pocket just because Shell decided to change their background color from red to white. And he had to work through is day off Saturday because we're understaffed. And he worked on his birthday/memorial day. I need bed. Muchly.
I can't have food at work anymore. They cook things on a grill that's used to cook things with butter in them. My allergy threshold continues to plummet. It won't be long before I have to wear a gas mask because there's some insanely small amount of lactose in the air at any given time. I hate my allergy. I wish it would die. And not me. I want cheesecake. I'm having an allergic reaction to something, but I dunno what. I'm being extra careful, but i don't know if it's helping or not. I wish I wasn't allergic to things. Tim or Tom or whatever his name is says it's arsenic. Arsenic enhances complications/allergies/intolerances. I got enough of it in Alaska I'm set for life. Some doctor online recommends flushing your system with mercury and molybdenum and titanium alloy to get rid of it. I'm not gonna try that. I want to sleep. Not die. Goodnight. Sweet dreams everyone. *snuggles everyone long time*
Sorry for Random rambles. :( I really shouldn't post this, but to do otherwise would be to lie by omission. I'm weird. And I'm not drunk. Or high. Or stuff like that.
Sorry, that was really random and mostly untrue, but I was looking through my old links and I somehow got to the update-my-LJ page, and that was the first thing to say that popped into my head. :-3 My room's a mess, but that's it. I'm very happy with the rest. But I'm still allergic to ice cream. *sobs*
Now that I have that off my chest, I'd just like to say that everything's going well of late. I got my parents' new computer all fixed up, and fixed the weird random-reset problem by trashing the network card. I should have thought of it sooner. Ah well, now I just need to figure out how to get the sound working. I ordered an external HPNA bridge, so hopefully I can wire the upstairs and not have to worry about cards and stuff. Ah well, we'll see what happens, eh?
*yawn* I'm tired. No, not tired; exhausted. The difference is that I don't feel tried, I just feel blah, and I can't make myself function properly. Or think coherently. So I'm just rambling. I got anew pinball game! Whoo hooo! It's on my computer, though. I still need to fix the Machine. Anyhow, I made 32,000,000 on Alien Daze! It was cool! :-3 I want to get better at abducting humans. :-3
*blinkblink* I'm really out of it, aren't I? I don't even sound like me to me! o.0 I should go to bed... My bed's buried under junk. My whole room is. I've been so busy on parent's computer that I've been throwing things into my room in my spare moments. I need to fix that before I move out. Ross hasn't said anything about hiring me on full time. I hope I have enough money for college. Ross hasn't said anything about Shell's inspection, either. IT was his birthday yesterday as well as Memorial Day, and he was working, so I didn't press the issue. That one girl whose been in the hospital was at work tonight...something about premature labor (she's in her first trimester, I think). Good to see her back. I'm not sure if I've ever seen her before or not. Ross didn't like the birthday cake I got him (found out belatedly that he doesn't like cake :-P ), so we've been eating it. Except me. I'm allergic to it. They had one I wouldn't be allergic to, but it was really small. I wanted to get Ross a full sheet. He smiled. I'm glad. We sang him Happy Birthday. He acted like me when put in that situation...clearly had no idea what to do, so he flipped over to automatic mode and just smiled and went about his business. :-3 We're disturbingly similar sometimes. They painted the building today. It now has a white top. They're either gonna paint a different color on the bottom or re-post the fiberglass. I hope it's paint. That fiberglass stuff was nasty. Our sign doesn't match the Jacksonses in Middleton (Jacksons switched to Shell), so that'll prolly hafta change, too. I'm glad the paint was contracted instead of me having to do it. Poor Ross. He has to pay for all that out of his own pocket just because Shell decided to change their background color from red to white. And he had to work through is day off Saturday because we're understaffed. And he worked on his birthday/memorial day. I need bed. Muchly.
I can't have food at work anymore. They cook things on a grill that's used to cook things with butter in them. My allergy threshold continues to plummet. It won't be long before I have to wear a gas mask because there's some insanely small amount of lactose in the air at any given time. I hate my allergy. I wish it would die. And not me. I want cheesecake. I'm having an allergic reaction to something, but I dunno what. I'm being extra careful, but i don't know if it's helping or not. I wish I wasn't allergic to things. Tim or Tom or whatever his name is says it's arsenic. Arsenic enhances complications/allergies/intolerances. I got enough of it in Alaska I'm set for life. Some doctor online recommends flushing your system with mercury and molybdenum and titanium alloy to get rid of it. I'm not gonna try that. I want to sleep. Not die. Goodnight. Sweet dreams everyone. *snuggles everyone long time*
Sorry for Random rambles. :( I really shouldn't post this, but to do otherwise would be to lie by omission. I'm weird. And I'm not drunk. Or high. Or stuff like that.