FUCK YOU UPS
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU DIE IN A FIRE
WHERE IS MY FUCKING PACKAGE YOU LYING BASTARDS SAID YOU DELIVERED
I WANT MY GODDAMN PACKAGE NOW NOT WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE IT ( Read more... )

So: I went to Bloomington today, because I had hideously overdue library books, and I haven't been in, oh, forever. I was happy while I was there. Now I have returned, and it is in the past, and I am sad. That I may self-medicate, I will now show you a bunch of pictures of my town. Well, sort of.

( HEY IT'S SOME PICTURES OF BLOOMINGTON WHEE-HEE )

Here, feel free to control my actions from afar, since pixelation once stated a desire to vote on more aspects of my existence.

Poll Gazpacho!

In ttly unrelated news, I was reading old e-mail from H last night, and I could smile. I think I'll always be a little sad, because of what's gone, but mostly I could remember it for what it was and smile.

Here are some other things that happened while I had no Int0rbuttz:

( All beings shall know the bounty of my produce, and also some stuff about samurai! )

The weirdest thing happened today, y'all ( Read more... )

We now have the honor of having home Int0rbuttz. In fact, the tech came out and got us hooked up a few days ago (there was a line problem, so they had to dispatch someone), but I was having such a great time watching all the YouTube I previously hadn't been able to view on dial-up and also downloading the hell out of Photoshop brushes and other ( Read more... )

Computer is still in the shop.

I can now say "pixelation is my homegirl friend" in Cantonese, if I could remember the word for "friend" which I just learned last night AAARGH why can't I like normal things like TV or whatever it is the puny normals like ( Read more... )

O hai thar Delilah. I'm back ( Read more... )

Pixel lives in your computer, from whence she emits lol rays which turn you into her mindless zombie slave (she may also hack and reconfigure your DNA at her sole discretion). Today, it is her birthday, and for that, we salute her.

Happy birthday, pixelation!

LOL-MART SUCKS. Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to order a copy of my birth certificate (the original is somewhere in the house, but we can't find it; if it turns up, great, if not, I have a certified copy), so I can now visit all the temp agencies. :D Seriously, I am getting very tired of having to smile and be friendly all the goddamn ( Read more... )