Jan 15, 2008 00:02
Yeah, don't you just love it when other people screw your shit up?
My room is currently under complete rearrangement and thus is a biohazard. My laptop, my ONLY computer, is usually in there. Under the bed in a NO TOUCHIE manner. There is also a house rule - don't, for FUCK's SAKE, turn off Amy's computer. HIBERNATE IT. Also another house rule - do not under ANY circumstances restart Amy's computer if you get an alert 'someone else is using this computer, restarting will cause them to lose any unsaved data'...obvious one but one I have to remind them of twice a day.
The one day I don't, and the one day I forget to save my work because I have to dash off and do stuff...one of my idiot sisters turns the computer off. After going into my disaster zone of a room, hacking around under my bed and digging it up.
Now normally that's no biggie.
But here's the reason I'm even POSTING this...
I had only JUST introduced fricken' Jones to my story...I'd written thousands of words over a few days...and it'd been sitting there waiting to be worked on for HOW LONG...three days the machine went without having to be destroyed and as soon as I leave it in the hands of fire for a SECOND...things are fucked up.
AGAIN.
I swear. I am going to buy a cheap laptop off TradeMe, throw it at them and say DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE touch my computer AGAIN -___________________-;;
I don't know WHY I'm so generous and lenient with them - every single bit of damage on this machine, hardware and software related...is thanks to my damn sisters manhandling it and being generally disrespectful.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH. I AM SO SICK OF THIS SHIT.
Fuck...when I FINALLY have the cash to move out...it will be a GOOD DAY.