Okay, so my PC froze up four times in succession this morning, and then I found out my anti-buggy scan's coding got warped and wouldn't allow that part of the protection program to work.
Then, after my fourth time restarting the comp, I miraculously received a notification that a new version of my anti-bugstuff was available. But, the dowload kept jamming up and telling me that I needed to update Windows first.

Two hours and six downloads later, most of my issues seem fixed. The compter still runs slower than it did before its 'accident', but it hasn't frozen up again. However, the "harddisc failure imminent" warning still comes up every time I boot the thing.

And of those Windows downloads, one was the newest version of IE. I'm hating it already. (It doesn't do the nifty thing like its predecessor, where it auto-suggests URLs from your Favourites. WTH?)

We'll see how much longer the stability lasts. Damn Vista.
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Luckily, I've finished watching all seven seasons of Deep Space Nine! (The DVDs don't play on a normal DVD-player, only PC drives with certain codecs. No computer = no Star Trek.)

Stress and nerdiness must be getting to me; I started writing a scriptfic with all the main characters working my toystore job. Sadly, I don't think it's as funny to folks who don't know firsthand what I'm talking about.
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Phone-in Customer: I just bought a ride-on toddler warbird for my kid, and I'm trying to figure out where the battery's located. Can you help me? Is it supposed to be in the box? Because I couldn't find one...

Bashir: Sorry; I'm a doctor, not a mechanic. Let me put you through to the bike department.

*Bashir puts the caller on hold and taps his commbadge*

Bashir: Chief, you've got a call on line one.

O'Brien: *over the comm* Acknowledged.

*across the store, Chief O'Brien picks up the nearest phone*

O'Brien: Bike department. How can I help you?

*he listens as the customer repeats his dilemma*

O'Brien: Did you check under the front hood's compartment, near the top of the warbird? Most of the time, the power cell's in there.

Phone-in Customer: Let's see... Ah yes, there it is! Thank you so much. I didn't realise they came pre-installed.

O'Brien: You're welcome. Bye now. *hangs up*
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Yes, I know it's nerdy and not even very good. But, what's scarier is that it probably means I'm only one small step away from writing a Gary-Sue.

I need a friggin' vacation. Next thing you know, it'll be Worf and General Martok tossing pizza dough.
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And now for a tag, courtesy the loverly !

[ T E N things you want to say to T E N different people. ]


[ one. ] To err is human, but to be that fucked up is unacceptable. And you ought to know it. Stay away from my cat or die, Bub.

[ two. ] You and I were never close; I just let you think we were.

[ three. ] GoodBYE! *slams door like Audrey in Moulin Rouge*

[ four. ] If I could relive the first two years of high school, I would have asked you out. You're still one of the greatest gals I've ever met. Mellonin ullúme, shalt thou be!

[ five. ] Sometimes, you and I seem so much alike, I'm afraid I'm going to have a Fight Club moment and find out you're me and I've been living two lives.

[ six. ] If I could stow away on a flight to Germany, I'd dress up as Van Helsing and wait at your door to make you smile. I really would! For now, I hope fanarts and fics will do. You deserve to have reason to smile!!

[ seven. ] Your sig, sir, is an undeniable public offence! One cannot claim to be moral and simultaneously denounce another man's way of life. To do so is the definition of hypocrisy, as a moral man should and would prove his high morals, in part, through acceptance. Even if that acceptance is simply for the sake of etiquette.

[ eight. ] Ich esse meine Hausaufgaben mit Ketchup! (Okay, I don't really know who I would say that to. It was just my tagline in German class.)

[ nine. ] SO, care to tell me why you haven't talked to me in six months? It's getting awkward just saying 'Hi' and 'Bye', and I don't even know the reason you were peeved back in Autumn. Your Sparta-brother wouldn't tell me for you.

[ ten. ] It's not a choice, Mr. President. People like us are born this way, thus your statement was not politically, factually, or in any other way correct or appropriate. Give us our damn rights. Please. Pretty please with a cherry on top, if necessary, sir.


[ N I N E things about yourself: ]


[ I. ] I have a slight obsession with my height. Whenever someone mentions I'm 5'6", I always have to tack on, "AND a quarter of an inch!" Makes me feel a little better.

[ II. ] I don't drive a car, and am not planning on ever getting my licence. Though, if a motorcycle happened to make its way into my possession...

[ III. ] I like the smell of skunk. Dunno why. On the other hand, I can't stand stuff that's supposed to be "fresh linen" or "cotton blossom" scented.

[ IV. ] I have this pressing urge to create some kind of memorable art, be it written, drawn, acted, or sung, but I can't for the life of me think what it would be. Basically, I want to make an impression. I want to make an achievement that counts. Still ain't done it.

[ V. ] When my siblings and I were really little, my parents used to play a CD with Rachmaninoff's "A Variation on a Theme of Paganini" a lot, and it's still my favourite classical piece.

[ VI. ] I've always been able to do the "M" thing with my legs, thanks to a genetic lack of connective tissue. Makes it look like I keep up flexibility exercises.

[ VII. ] With my upbringing, I don't really have a set accent. So, it tends to change with my mood. (It almost always becomes New Yorker or New Jersey-ish while I'm drunk...)

[ VIII. ] Apparently, I either look like a very trustworthy person, or I give off a lot of those vibes. I'm the only person I know of, where I work, who finds himself watching a shopping cart with a kid in it at the request of a mom who's forgotten her coupons in the car.

[ IX. ] I can meow very convincingly. And, yes, I have used this ability to taunt dogs.


[ E I G H T ways to win your heart: ]


[ uno. ] Be able to make good sammishes. No, really; a lot of people stereotype this, but it is a good skill to have.

[ dos. ] Respect my space. I admire someone who is able to accept my territorialism.

[ tres. ] Be truthful, especially when I ask for your 'honest opinion'.

[ cuatro. ] Cuddling is always good.

[ cinco. ] Be appreciative of my wit? Or at least my attempts at it...

[ seis. ] Have a good repoir with my cat.

[ siete. ] I can has tummy rubs and backrubs, yes yes?

[ ocho. ] Be able to carry a stimulating conversation! Nerd debates encouraged.





[ S E V E N things that cross your mind a lot: ]


[ 1. ] SCHMEX. (Let’s face it, no one expected anything different. )

[ 2. ] New ideas for drawing and craft projects.

[ 3. ] Plot bunnies! And lots of ‘em.

[ 4. ] How life would be if I had a decent-paying job and my own place.

[ 5. ] How life would be if I suddenly landed a role in a major motion picture, got rich, and moved to NYC.

[ 6. ] Shampooing Julian. I keep meaning to, but I haven’t gotten around to it.

[ 7. ] Wondering where I’ll be five, ten, or fifty years from now.


[ S I X things you couldn't live without: ]


[ S i x . ] SCHMEX.

[ F i v e . ] Something to write with and/or on.

[ F o u r. ] Imagination.

[ T h r e e. ] Music.

[ T w o. ] Air conditioning!

[ O n e. ] Humour.



[ F I V E turn OFFS: ]


[ Ayy. ] Bad body odour (yes, some people do have ‘good’ body odour. It depends on the chemical balance in their perspiration or something.)

[ Bee. ] Flatulence or burping (funny, but not sexy).

[ Cee. ] Feet. Bleh.

[ Dee. ] Angriness.

[ Eef. ] Hearing something that’s happening in another room. It’s very distracting, especially since my hearing‘s a bit better than most.



[ F O U R turn ONS: ]


[ up. ] Bewbs on gals, nipples on guys.

[ down. ] D/s

[ around. ] Pregnancy.

[ town. ] Navels.



[ T H R E E smileys or icons that describe your life: ]


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[ T W O things you want to do before you die: ]


[ won. ] Meet Hugh Jackman.

[ to. ] Visit Lourdes, Ireland, or London.


[ O N E confession: ]


[ FIRST! ] Someone at the restaurant beside where I work gives me random discounts, I think because they have a little crush on me... I don't like the person, but the food's really good, so I haven't discouraged them. Xb I even got a free meal when I told them it was my birthday, and I know the place doesn't normally do that.