time and relative dimension in space

Less than awesomely, when I booted up Sally this morning, she refused to recognize that the TARDIS was there. Well, no, actually, she recognized it -- My Computer listed "G:" in its list of drives, which is the TARDIS -- but she refused to access it or acknowledge that there was anything on that drive.

Upon rebooting Sally, she refused to recognize anything on my USB hub, which is to say the TARDIS, Barbara, Toshiko, or the mouse. Ahaha, not good.

After panicking more than a bit, shutting down, unplugging everything, replugging everything, threatening to call WD for troubleshooting, and rebooting, she finally condescended to admit that they were all there and now I can access them fine. But still. NOT COOL, SALLY. (But I still love you.)


...I haven't been able to sleep properly for several days, so forgive me if I overreact a bit.

*flails*

I just put together a Beyond The Rift application for Jack Benjamin and sent it in.

I just...I don't know.

*flails more*

You Are WTF?

As far as you're concerned, the internet is getting weirder and weirder. And you're the type of person who can never look away, no matter how bizarre or gross something is. No doubt about it, there are some pretty deeply disturbing people out there. And they are totally shameless! You can't help but say, "What the f*?" There really is no other appropriate reaction.

I went and saw a doctor. I don't like doctors. Anyway they told me that I have bronchitis and actue sinusitis and wrote me out a prescription. At least this explains why I haven't been getting better? Yeah, that's not really a big comfort.


Because I am nothing if not illogical, I ignored all the wonderful, sensible advice you lovely people gave me, called Busch, and turned down the job. What it boils down to is that I really don't want to work there again this summer. I found a few more places to apply (including a theater job in central NY that would be perfect for me if I had a driver's license) and I'm gonna work at finding a job somewhere that isn't here, because given that Carnival still hasn't called me back I'm not putting a ton of faith in them.

Also, have I mentioned that I love you guys? I love you guys. *hugs* *cuddles* I wish I had a better way of expressing how I appreciate what great friends you all are. ♥


I miss my Niki. :/


Randomly, I want a baby!Danielle/Robert icon.

My dad's truck broke down on his way home from work, resulting in a rescue mission being embarked by my mother and myself. It involved precarious parking in the dark on the side of a highway with a steep ditch, idiotic drivers, complicated tow-truck maneuvers in an abandoned rest stop parking lot, and AAA massively overcharging for towing services. Yes. It was not as exciting as it sounds. It did however kill an hour of my life.

Guys, I need a job. *whines for a bit*



Meme!

Snagged from othercat
Comment with a story I've written, and I will tell you one thing I knew, learned, or wondered about while writing the story that didn't make it onto the page.


I would do the 10-celebrities-you'd-shag meme that's going around if I could figure out how to reword the directions. Because...look, my list of celebrities I would have sex with without asking questions? That's Shane MacGowan and nobody else, and as much as I love my Shane, he wouldn't go on a hot-celebrities list. Not even for me. Won't someone think of the asexuals? They think of you. Reading.

I turn twenty-two tomorrow.

Oh God. How did this happen?