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So I missed a day because I'm a bad sinner, but its hard to concentrate on anything for more than a moment at a time. I'm also not filtering so well, so I've been a lot more downright mean than I likely should be. I don't like drugs and I'm taking them by the handfuls.
Also, my computer broke and I'm too retarded to fix it. I took a stab at it, but then I was seduced by the kitty's sweet siren's call of napping. Logic just isn't my strong point right now and electricity strikes me as a bad idea as well. Rae wants to just buy me a new one, which, since mine is over 7 years old now, its hard to argue. The poor thing is old as hell. My only consideration is that the processor be better than the one I have, which sadly means top of the line from Dell these days. My 2.6 is still rocking even after all this time. The rest of the upgrades will be pretty awesome though all said. Since I have to get top of the line dell, it's coming with a lot of crap that it would likely cost more to upgrade what I have up to. 8GB RAM, 640 GB hard drive, the 9800 uber NVidia card. If we go that route, it'll be about $1200, but all said, I don't think I could piece meal for much less at this point. Just have to swallow the bitter Vista pill is all. Since I'm generally worthless, he's going to take a look tomorrow and see what he can pull together, although money isn't really a factor anymore and I don't need a new monitor or anything.
Im sick of pills, but I'm being good and taking the damn things. Feel like warmed over crap most of te time, but, it should pass in time. should have slept more today, but the bitch upstairs thought it was a good idea to bring dogs over. Dogs that seemingly didn't know one another. So the barking and running around sort of made me a little on the irate side. I've complained to the management before about the dogs who spill shit, are noisy, and against lease rules, but due to some woman thing, we've been ignored and its somehow become my problem. They best fix it through the grapevine or I swear to god I'm setting them all on fire. Sending the terminally fucking ill resident with anger issues and new meds just isn't a good idea for peaceable diplomacy. If I was calling my dr a stupid chimp to his face, I can't imagine that the vapid bitch upstairs is going to like what I have to say.
But its quiet now and I have my electric blanket and my kitty and my bitches waiting upstairs for me to come cuddle up and be warm. With luck, Ill be out until tomorrow afternoon and all will be better with the world, although it is coming up on bad saturday. Saturday is bad because I have to do 1200 mg of azithmycin and I titrate up to a full crazy pill.
I want quiche.
Leeks and bacon!
And I think I'm done with random posting while stoned. Night all.
Also, my computer broke and I'm too retarded to fix it. I took a stab at it, but then I was seduced by the kitty's sweet siren's call of napping. Logic just isn't my strong point right now and electricity strikes me as a bad idea as well. Rae wants to just buy me a new one, which, since mine is over 7 years old now, its hard to argue. The poor thing is old as hell. My only consideration is that the processor be better than the one I have, which sadly means top of the line from Dell these days. My 2.6 is still rocking even after all this time. The rest of the upgrades will be pretty awesome though all said. Since I have to get top of the line dell, it's coming with a lot of crap that it would likely cost more to upgrade what I have up to. 8GB RAM, 640 GB hard drive, the 9800 uber NVidia card. If we go that route, it'll be about $1200, but all said, I don't think I could piece meal for much less at this point. Just have to swallow the bitter Vista pill is all. Since I'm generally worthless, he's going to take a look tomorrow and see what he can pull together, although money isn't really a factor anymore and I don't need a new monitor or anything.
Im sick of pills, but I'm being good and taking the damn things. Feel like warmed over crap most of te time, but, it should pass in time. should have slept more today, but the bitch upstairs thought it was a good idea to bring dogs over. Dogs that seemingly didn't know one another. So the barking and running around sort of made me a little on the irate side. I've complained to the management before about the dogs who spill shit, are noisy, and against lease rules, but due to some woman thing, we've been ignored and its somehow become my problem. They best fix it through the grapevine or I swear to god I'm setting them all on fire. Sending the terminally fucking ill resident with anger issues and new meds just isn't a good idea for peaceable diplomacy. If I was calling my dr a stupid chimp to his face, I can't imagine that the vapid bitch upstairs is going to like what I have to say.
But its quiet now and I have my electric blanket and my kitty and my bitches waiting upstairs for me to come cuddle up and be warm. With luck, Ill be out until tomorrow afternoon and all will be better with the world, although it is coming up on bad saturday. Saturday is bad because I have to do 1200 mg of azithmycin and I titrate up to a full crazy pill.
I want quiche.
Leeks and bacon!
And I think I'm done with random posting while stoned. Night all.