I hate my life
So I'm buried under an inhuman pile of work, trying frantically get it all done before the 17 different deadlines succeed in killing me, and I pause just long enough to think, "you know what would be really awful? A total systems failure."
And, on cue -
*CRASH BANG DESTROY!*
It's not a total systems failure. It is, however, a total failure of my main programme, the one I need for all of the work ever.
It's been almost fixed, after 1 1/2 hours, but I have another 1 1/2 hours of manually readding each and every bloody database to my user profile, because it's been completely wiped.
...
On the plus side, I do appear to have the ability to kill computers with my thoughts.
And, on cue -
*CRASH BANG DESTROY!*
It's not a total systems failure. It is, however, a total failure of my main programme, the one I need for all of the work ever.
It's been almost fixed, after 1 1/2 hours, but I have another 1 1/2 hours of manually readding each and every bloody database to my user profile, because it's been completely wiped.
...
On the plus side, I do appear to have the ability to kill computers with my thoughts.