Weekly Log - 08 through 14

Monday Jun 08

Monday started off slightly decent. Then in the late afternoon, I heard a high-pitched bang, meant to inform me that Kid Bro's computer had just magically been converted into what experts call "crap". Mum threw a tantrum saying she was tired of messing with things she doesn't know jack about, so I got up from where I was sitting and decided to try to fix that shit again... although I don't know jack about it either.

Called support, and learned that they actually don't provide support for wireless connections. I swear I wanted to ask them why the fuck they do provide wireless connections in the first place, if that's the case. It pisses me off that there's an operator on the other side of the line giving me bullshit I already know, and then revealing for the first time since past September that they don't know how to fix it either. I felt like actually yelling at her and asking to speak to someone who has some authority in the company. I didn't, though, because I've been on the other side of the line and I know the operator isn't always at fault. They could only get me a paid technician from another company and we can't afford that, so I got fuckin' angry and took my frustration to the computer. Managed to get it to work for yet another day, I'm not very sure how, since I did what I had already done three thousand times before and it finally decided to comply.

I get so bloody tired of this, sometimes...

Tuesday Jun 09

Mum discovered today that there is no more money in my account. Why? Well, because it was spent of course... she wanted to go shopping and thanks to crow I decided to withdraw some money at the ATM before venturing inside the supermarket. Or maybe not, maybe if she had to put up with the humiliation, it would sink on her that spending money the way we do is not a very good call. Every month by this time she tells me I should manage the household income... that's because it's usually by this time every month we run out of cash. Still, as soon as some more money enters the account, we're back to square one.

Oh, Kid Bro's computer also went to Hell. Good riddance, I'm not trying to fix that thing again. Call the bloody support, you put up with them now.

Wednesday Jun 10

Looking into social networks. I never liked these things - MySpace and hi5 and Facebook and Twitter and so on. I'm only signed up to websites to either keep favorites neatly in one place (YouTube, Gametrailers) or where I also use the forums (GameFAQS, Cracked, The Escapist). My Mum, who lately took to wanting to sign up to these, wants to find friends online, so I decided to take a check. She finally picked MySpace herself.

It's usually very hide to swim against the tide. I have several friends on hi5, as well as one of my favorite bars. I've given a thought before into joining an online network. Then I wake up: please! I can hardly keep this blog going, let alone have the patience for a hi5 site!

Thursday Jun 11

Mum told me maybe she oughta go back South. Or that one day, I will, in that auspicious way the girls in The Shining did. "Come play with us, Danny... forever and ever..." Frankly, just the thought of spending a week down there sounds to my ears like a sentence to solitary confinement. And even if I take my grandparents out of the picture and place a computer and working connection... nope, still sounds like a shit situation.

Why would she want to do this, if she has a good job here? She thinks we might be better off, since as it is, we're always in a bad mood. Uh-huh. Like I have no reasons to be in a bad mood: I've been unemployed since crow knows when, I'm juggling bills, I'm tired of sacrificing what I want to do and where I want to go for cash when Kid Bro doesn't, I've had to get pissed at the Internet provider three times in the past week, I'm cutting on the cigarettes, it's too hot for me these days, I'm worried about some of my friend's well-being for about two weeks now, I haven't been sleeping properly and when I do get to sleep, they wake me up for stuff my brother could very well do since he slept eight hours and has been up for a while! Add to the fact that I don't go out and don't have a job, boyfriend or cash, and I'm not really very keen in seeing Pops these days since he keeps complaining about shit I have no power over as if it was my fault, and that most of my days I'm sitting here, bored to tears... crow, why ever am I cranky?!

I hated that, really. Didn't even want to dignify it with an answer. I feel like a 4 year old being told by her parents they're leaving so she stops doing shit and behaves... guess how it contributed to my general mood?

Friday Jun 12

Seemingly there is a plague of giant insects going around. My cousin has been facing giant moths. And I - I have cockroaches.

This time, it happened while I was getting everything ready for my session tomorrow (my D&D session, you twat, I don't go to shrinks). I heard some noise behind me, so I turned around to see something the size of a bloody fridge magnet crawling up my posters. Having been programmed to flee on the sight of these bugs by many generations of females before me, I fled the room and called someone older, wiser and responsible for said programming: my Mum. As soon as she laid eyes on that behemot, she was a hair away from fleeing the house altogether and calling the firemen. Still, we armed ourselves with the vacuum cleaner and after some panicking, we sucked the roach in. We then decided unanimously to vacuum some roach poison as well, cover the vacuum tube and wait.

What is it about roaches that scares women so, I wonder? I think it's been imbued in our genetic code for eons to fear them. I usually am not very upset by bugs, and yet...

Weekend Jun 13 - 14

Amazingly, Saturday 13 June (which I usually consider like a day that could've been pretty damn ugly if it had happened just 24 hours earlier) was awesome. I left home to play D&D with a group by 2 PM (and be dishonored and ashamed when we suffered total party annihilation at the hands of 5 CL3 creatures - we were 3 level 7 warriors, so that is pretty much disgraceful and awfully funny), some board games too, had a pasta dinner and then moved on to the bar.

One of my top 3 bars was holding having a folk party and it was epic. I drank, I ate, I told stories, I heard stories, I listened to medieval music and folk metal. Then shortly past midnight one of the guys from the bar did a fire spitting show which was great. I had a lot of fun.

Then on Sunday, Mum started up a new Pokemon Blue game... which I need to half translate for her, but she loves all the same. This prompted me to fire up my old Silver. We are now both addicted. Believe me, this will take us weeks. I have no life!