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Aug. 2nd, 2006 10:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
carmen_ljI seem to have forgotten how to write. I wouldn't mind, but I have this Tenth Doctor Ficathon thing that was meant to be in on Monday and I said I'd have it done by Tuesday and now it is almost the end of Wednesday and there are words but they are either the wrong words or they are in the wrong order. I have also forgotten what point I was trying to make (yes, yes I do try and Say Things sometimes, I hate myself for it, but there you go) and really if I hadn't started caring at some point I would probably just squidge together the bits that are there with words and then send away but, sadly (or possibly not) there are bits I like and I care about it being Quite Nice. Plus it is for someone else and I should stop writing such rubbish for ficathons.
OH GOD WHY IS IT NOT MAGICALLY WRITING ITSELF WHILST I MAKE TEA.
With the last teabag. There are no more teabags. THE WORLD IS CLEARLY ENDING.
Bank Once Again tried to cut me off from money - this time through credit card. "Hello, Ms. M-, did you buy something from PC World yesterday?" "Yes, yes, I did." "Oh. Right. Just checking."
It was Traumatic (not in any real sense, just in a rubbish way for me cause I had to Use The Phone and Call The Bank.) Then I had to answer a bunch of questions about my account and stuff which I magically knew because clearly when you change your address and then purchase a harddrive you are committing fraud, or something. Mother says I should be less judgey because is it not a comfort that they care? THEY MADE ME USE A PHONE.
Harddrive is beautiful and shiny. It will solve the slight problem of having a mere 5GB left on the actual harddrive, and the forever time it takes to load stuff...I assume that is due to lack of space. I am not watching Supernatural (six episodes left, No Spoiler, dude). Apparently I will kill Sarah if I do. UNFAIR. And, really, am pretty certain I never actually agreed to any such thing. (I am making a list of telly to catch up on. There seems to be A Lot.)
But I did make the Cafepress Shop prettier. And made more things. Because mindless repetition I can do.
Where are my words, dude?
OH GOD WHY IS IT NOT MAGICALLY WRITING ITSELF WHILST I MAKE TEA.
With the last teabag. There are no more teabags. THE WORLD IS CLEARLY ENDING.
Bank Once Again tried to cut me off from money - this time through credit card. "Hello, Ms. M-, did you buy something from PC World yesterday?" "Yes, yes, I did." "Oh. Right. Just checking."
It was Traumatic (not in any real sense, just in a rubbish way for me cause I had to Use The Phone and Call The Bank.) Then I had to answer a bunch of questions about my account and stuff which I magically knew because clearly when you change your address and then purchase a harddrive you are committing fraud, or something. Mother says I should be less judgey because is it not a comfort that they care? THEY MADE ME USE A PHONE.
Harddrive is beautiful and shiny. It will solve the slight problem of having a mere 5GB left on the actual harddrive, and the forever time it takes to load stuff...I assume that is due to lack of space. I am not watching Supernatural (six episodes left, No Spoiler, dude). Apparently I will kill Sarah if I do. UNFAIR. And, really, am pretty certain I never actually agreed to any such thing. (I am making a list of telly to catch up on. There seems to be A Lot.)
But I did make the Cafepress Shop prettier. And made more things. Because mindless repetition I can do.
Where are my words, dude?
