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Pretty soon I'm going to rip my hair out. I can't get into any of my digipen stuff, so no moodle and no srs which wouldn't be a big deal if I could remember what I have on tuesday. I'm kind of pissed that distance won't work, but it's infuriating--my password is kind of long (which was encouraged fuck dammit) so the last two characters won't enter, and that pisses me the fuck off. I requested to change password at least, but then I get e-mail saying that it is not possible at this time, and I should ask helpdesk. Oh boy.
Maybe they can tell me why SRS won't recognize my password and then locked my account after I entered userid and password correctly three times, too. That would be nice as well. My sole consolation is that boyfriend has same schedule (it seemed like a bad idea at the time, but now I know better).
Speaking of Mark and Mark related things, I have yet to see footage of the tin-foil and balloon thing. One of his roommate was in New Jersey when they moved, so they had to move all his crap for him. He has heavy crap by the way. So to get back at him, Mark, Chase, Emmanuel and Dave (and me and Jeff and Cool Randy and some programmer and some booze) all pitched in to cover everything down from the "reference books" to the screws to put together the bed in tin foil and then fill the room with pink and blue and purple Hannah Mountain balloons. You know. To welcome him home.
That's what real friends do, right?
Maybe they can tell me why SRS won't recognize my password and then locked my account after I entered userid and password correctly three times, too. That would be nice as well. My sole consolation is that boyfriend has same schedule (it seemed like a bad idea at the time, but now I know better).
Speaking of Mark and Mark related things, I have yet to see footage of the tin-foil and balloon thing. One of his roommate was in New Jersey when they moved, so they had to move all his crap for him. He has heavy crap by the way. So to get back at him, Mark, Chase, Emmanuel and Dave (and me and Jeff and Cool Randy and some programmer and some booze) all pitched in to cover everything down from the "reference books" to the screws to put together the bed in tin foil and then fill the room with pink and blue and purple Hannah Mountain balloons. You know. To welcome him home.
That's what real friends do, right?