Firstly, mea culpa to everyone who has replied to my last comment, either here or in the boards. There was nothing as satisfying as checking my comments at the end of Thursday night and finding this incredible influx of support for me. You guys are awesome. I'm extraordanarily grateful to be part of this community.
In addition, I must give specific love to Flux for letting me bang on her window at 3 AM on Thursday morning and cry on her shoulder for a bit. That was definitely the lovliest bit of consoling to which I have ever been privy. Sniffle!
Thanks to jeykool for the sweet thread on the boards. And thanks to Zarina for being a foxypants. Rawrl!
I've been trying, unsucessfully, to upload some pictures into my candids. (I suspect this will get resolved in the next few days, so no worries).
Okay. After those preliminaries, let's move on to the agenda.
This week has been EXTRAODINARILY shitty. Even if we disregard teh heartbreaking fiasco that was Wednseday night (not that I would descend into hyperbole or anything, ha ha ha), it was still a pretty damn lame week. Fell short of academic expectations, in addition to my social ones -- always a really crushing blow.
Am currently using Mozilla on 2000. The site still looks quite subpar on Opera. Sigh. After more examiniation it seems more and more likely that RedHat will just be removed from my computer, because of too many incompatiiblity issues. But this is just an idle speculation. More in the future! This is a terribly pressing issue!
I had this odd, troubling dream last night that I am sure was very symbolic and laden with tons of secret, illuminatiriffic imagery. Uhm, hmm. Moped lots on Thursday, then sat in the radio station fried out of my mind listening to Muslimgauze and reading a random music journalism book (a genre which i come to find, as I increase in age, is just incredibly evil). In fact, if I wasn't being faced with some sort of shittiness this week (can i just say Shittiness Saturation Quotient=98.85%), I was probably on some sort of substance and listening to music. Sigh.
[This is not quite reaching the levels of Diary of a Drug Fiend. But rather it is an exercise in sheer mundanity and boringness. Witness the repetition of Scylla's life! Her inability to win anyone's affections, as opposed to the merry adulations of friendship! How alcohol saturated can she get? An intimate diary which belies nothing!]
I'm not sure how many typos are in this entry -- this text is hella tiny!
Troubling or just rambling and incoherent? Scylla Blogs - Fair and Balanced Awesome. I decide, you concur.
In addition, I must give specific love to Flux for letting me bang on her window at 3 AM on Thursday morning and cry on her shoulder for a bit. That was definitely the lovliest bit of consoling to which I have ever been privy. Sniffle!
Thanks to jeykool for the sweet thread on the boards. And thanks to Zarina for being a foxypants. Rawrl!
I've been trying, unsucessfully, to upload some pictures into my candids. (I suspect this will get resolved in the next few days, so no worries).
Okay. After those preliminaries, let's move on to the agenda.
This week has been EXTRAODINARILY shitty. Even if we disregard teh heartbreaking fiasco that was Wednseday night (not that I would descend into hyperbole or anything, ha ha ha), it was still a pretty damn lame week. Fell short of academic expectations, in addition to my social ones -- always a really crushing blow.
Am currently using Mozilla on 2000. The site still looks quite subpar on Opera. Sigh. After more examiniation it seems more and more likely that RedHat will just be removed from my computer, because of too many incompatiiblity issues. But this is just an idle speculation. More in the future! This is a terribly pressing issue!
I had this odd, troubling dream last night that I am sure was very symbolic and laden with tons of secret, illuminatiriffic imagery. Uhm, hmm. Moped lots on Thursday, then sat in the radio station fried out of my mind listening to Muslimgauze and reading a random music journalism book (a genre which i come to find, as I increase in age, is just incredibly evil). In fact, if I wasn't being faced with some sort of shittiness this week (can i just say Shittiness Saturation Quotient=98.85%), I was probably on some sort of substance and listening to music. Sigh.
[This is not quite reaching the levels of Diary of a Drug Fiend. But rather it is an exercise in sheer mundanity and boringness. Witness the repetition of Scylla's life! Her inability to win anyone's affections, as opposed to the merry adulations of friendship! How alcohol saturated can she get? An intimate diary which belies nothing!]
I'm not sure how many typos are in this entry -- this text is hella tiny!
Troubling or just rambling and incoherent? Scylla Blogs - Fair and Balanced Awesome. I decide, you concur.
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Well, if I run the risk of incriminating myself in a public arena, I must say that you are right for a multitude of reasons, some which you may only sense intuitively at this moment but I have learned from direct, sad experience.
I'm coming into all of your issues in media res, as it were. But do hold on. People who operate on high standards such as you are always likely to fall short, far short. Remember patience at such moments.
Oh, and btw, I'm brand new here 'round these parts. Hope you didn't mind a stranger talking to you.
PLURH,
)O->