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a tendril of me yearning for salvation, stretched so thin and so taut, i'm almost insubstantial
2002-06-02 03:17:40
I think all those nights of sleeping an average of 4 hours finally caught up with me last night. I slept from 1am to 3pm this afternoon. That's 14 hours! I woke up only because my dorm mates were making noise outside, probably because of the World Cup.
As with all the times I keep a weird sleeping schedule, I had a weird dream. It was... very intergalactic.
I was a nanny. Don't ask me how, because in real life, all I want is to boot toddlers in their nappied backsides, hold them upside-down and boink their heads on the floor. Not because I hate them, you must understand, but because they are so freakishly cute. That's why I boink them *gently* on the floor. Not that anybody believes I can be gentle. I guess the sight of their kids held by the ankles by my manic self doesn't inspire much confidence in parents despite my assurances that I was being *gentle*. "Look! No blood! Not even a hairline fracture!"
Woo yay! An intergalactic nanny! - 2002-06-01 04:34:35 I AM PMS GIRL, HEAR ME ROAR!!
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Incompetence is his mother-tongue
2002-05-31 11:32:28
I have had it up to HERE with the tech who handles my web host account!
It's been almost three weeks since I've tried to transfer my domain name to them. For the first two weeks I struggle to use the DNS the guy gives me, only to realise that it's the wrong one. When I email him telling him it's not working, he replies saying "I don't understand what the problem is. What is your account reference number?" Please note that EVERY single email I have sent him has that number in the subject head. All 37 of them. I counted. So you can understand why when he emails me to ask my reference number I have to bang my table and shred some magazines with my teeth.
But wait, there's more.
After changing the DNS again, I mail him the specifications of the whois on my domain name provider. The email read something like, "My domain name is "aaa.net". The company I bought my domain name from is Gandi.net." I use short simple sentences because his English isn't that good. (The webhost is Turkish.)
Of course he has to email me back saying, "Your domain name Gandi.net is working fine."
Deep breaths. Deep breaths. *throbbing vein*
Prior to this, I asked him how to change the permissions for some of my folders online because I was trying to install Movable Type (a blog program). His reply was simply, "You do not need change the CHMOD of your folders." MY reply to that was "Yes I do." He replies "Put your program in your CGI-bin. you do not need to change your CHMOD." My reply was "I. Need. To. Change. My. CHMOD. Tell. Me. How.". He replies, "Check our FAQ." So I do, and find nothing there that can help me. So I tell him, "Your FAQ says nothing about my problem.". He thinks I can't read, so he cuts and pastes a section of the FAQ which basically says "You do not need to configure CHMOD on your NT server. CHMOD is a UNIX command." I emailed back, "I am using the Unix package. TELL ME HOW TO CHANGE MY CHMOD." And still he says "You don't have to change you CHMOD. If you load your program into the CGI-bin it will run automatically."
Finally I get fed up and throw all the technical terms I can master at him. I really know nuts, but I do it hoping to convince I KNOW why I need to do what I am asking to do. And finally I learn why he keeps treating me like an idiot. Because he is absolutely incompetent and he doesn't know what the hell he's talking about. The email he sends me before giving me the information I need reads simply, "I will send your email to our support department."
This whole CHMOD thing took 3 days. Of course, the emails didn't read exactly as I typed them out here. They were insulated with alot of Ps and Qs and other polite drivel. Some of which I didn't feel at the time. I felt more like taking a blunt object to his head, but that's no reason not to smile and say "thank you", is it?
And now it looks like domain name problem is going to take more than three weeks. I don't like being mean, but I seriously think this guy is as inept as they come. He doesn't even bother to check my account details before telling me to go do stuff. And just because he's a tech idiot, he thinks I'm a tech idiot too!
Urge to kill.... rising...
I am going to do some yelling. Ok, maybe I won't yell, but only because in cyberspace, no-one can hear you scream.
First I'll thank him for replying so promptly and politely to all my mails, and then I'll tell him he's absolutely incompetent, careless, uninformed and his father was a hamster and his mother smelt of elderberries and that I want someone else to handle my account because he SUCKS. And then I'll say thank you and sign off with a smilie.
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The thin, high keening of tortured goosebumps.
2002-05-31 04:18:31
It's amazing the difference an inch of fabric can make.
I recently bought a couple of levis. Very retro. Very low. All the better to show off my jiggly little band of belly fat, my dear.
My friends assured me that it doesn't look obscene. They said it was very "Australian". Ah yes, Australian. I can only assume that it means "to shamelessly flaunt your jiggly band of belly fat with no regard for the public's mental health".
OK, so the jeans don't really sit that much lower around the hips than my old pair did, but when facing winds literally blowing into Australia from the Artic, that one additional inch of waistband makes all the difference. (Look, I'm from Singapore. I am not used to any temperature under that of an air-conditioned mall.)
I've tried hitching up my jeans higher around my waist, but I only end up inflicting a wedgie on myself. I don't keep up to date with fashion, but I do know that bulging eyes and a contorted face doesn't go with anything. -
What colour does a Smurf turn when you choke him?
2002-05-30 06:55:37
At a friend's birthday party last night:
Shawn: (Hand oustretched towards Sarah, making like he's trying to turn an invisible doorknob) You shall come and watch my performance.
Sarah: I shall go and watch your performance.
Jon: Hey, it's the Jedi mind-trick, not the Jedi hand-gesture, you know.
Shawn: Yeah, but it serves to focus the mind. That's why Yoda does *this* when he uses the Force.
Christine: I can't believe you guys are talking about this...
(Shawn and Jon look at her in horror)
Shawn: She's a non-believer of the Force!
It was a lot funnier then.
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