nagia: (ffxii; basch; viva la revolution)
I don't know whether this is an "FML" moments or an "I love my life" moment. It's sure as hell one of those "I will laugh about this later moments."

Except I'm laughing about it now.

Guys, I just spent ten minutes fighting with a key, a deadbolt, and two leashed dogs determined to drag me all over the neighborhood while I tried to get us in the house.

Once I gave up on the front door, I squeezed myself and them through a broken gate into the back yard. Then I wound up squeezing myself into the garage via dog door.

Yes. That's right. I just entered my own home via dog door.

Even better, it was completely unnecessary. Had I stopped to look at my keyring, I would have seen two nearly-identical keys: one silver, one bronze. The silver key opens the external garage door. The bronze one opens the front door.

So I could quite easily have gotten in through an actual door, rather than the dog flaps, had I stopped to think for more than twenty seconds.

You may now point and laugh.
nagia: (abstract; hwaet ye phoque?)
Texbook irony: using tool designed to prevent massive fail causes massive fail.

Have learned that GRUB is like Da Hui.
nagia: (ffxii; basch; ruin impendent)
This is not my month. As if things weren't bad enough, I cut my left pinkie open tonight. Very, very bad cut. As in “eight stitches“ bad. A hair longer or deeper, and I would have lost the finger. I cut almost all the way around the finger.

As it is, I bled pretty horribly. I mean I soaked through the gauze, the paper barrier, dribbled a lake onto the plastic sub-barrier, and got both the NP's and her student's labcoats. When they finished, my palm was covered in blood.

Oh, and the worst of it? I'm left handed.
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Whatever. I have now completely fucking ceased to give a damn.
nagia: (ffvii; yuffie; best beloved)
Dear LJ:

Plz to not give me panic attacks again, kthx.

Having a heart attack at not one but three emails spread across two email accounts thanking me for a payment I don't recall making and don't recall the exact price of when I just bought a PS3 and made my student loan payment is amazingly enough not full of lulz.




Dear VistA:

Why are you suddenly asking me to run the ACM Claims Auditor at the end of all my rx claims when you never did before?




Dear Final Fantasy XIII: Fabula Nova Crystallis Localizing Team c/o Squaresoft-Enix USA:

If you excised the f/f subtext, I will end you all, yes, even if your leader was Alexander O Smith. Nothing, not even a translation as beautiful as Vagrant Story, will save you from my internetty wrath.
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So, I've hit the Killer Croc level in Arkham Asylum, have reached the end of the Mikage/Black Rose Duellist arc in Utena, and let me tell you, one of these was more frustrating than the other (though they both have their low points).

Hint: Arkham Asylum stresses me out. Don't get me wrong, I love playing it. I love everything about it, from the way Batman moves to the 99.9% of the voice acting to the script to the gameplay. But being the goddamn Batman is stressful. (On the other hand, Batclaw to the face, suck on that, electro-rod henchmen!)

But the Killer Croc level takes just about everything that could possibly be irritating and/or frightening and throws it all into the blender. From following meters/scanners to completely retarded stealth injunctions (and dear lord the first time Croc lunged out of the water to eat me for lunch I about had a screaming panic attack) to very huge people bursting out of walls and trying to kill you--only to be stopped by Batarangs, no really.

It's so full of "What is this I don't even" that I just. I've had to stop at the checkpoint where I finally have all my fungus (yes, that's right, Batman is wandering around Croc's territory looking for fungus, jesus this game is made of wtf) and am supposed to be on my way back to the lair entrance. But Croc is being such a douchenozzle and I keep getting lost and it's just. Like. STOP DESTROYING MY DAMN WALKWAYS, CROC. ALSO PLEASE QUIT RUNNING AT ME FROM BEHIND BECAUSE I FREAK OUT.




Utena, on the other hand, has been very successful at washing the taste of being the goddamn Batman out of my brain.
nagia: (.hack; bt; crazy times)
FIFTEEN HOURS

FIFTEEN

FIFTEEN HOURS IN THIRTY DEGREE WEATHER WITH NO POWER

Fifteen

And snowed in for twelve of those hours

I am ready to go stir crazy

I think I need a good long cut for keyboard smash )

The power is back on, now, of course. (Otherwise I wouldn't be posting, and you would have heard on the news about that crazy woman in Dayton, TN who, like, walked into a Krystal's and killed everyone with hot grease). I need a bath. And videogames. And hideous gifs. Particularly hideous Twilight-related gifs, because part of me wants to app Alice from Twilight into CnC. (The rest of me wants to app Kika from Suikoden IV. Or Sigurd.)
nagia: (ffvii; yuffie; hard girl)
Not my finest moment, but I'm tired, cranky, and fucking irritated at myself for friending [personal profile] sterling in the first place. Also I do not like the inherent wankiness of following someone to their goddamn personal journal.

I have banned [personal profile] sterling and [personal profile] brutal_priestess from commenting on my journal, and I now disallow anon commenting on DW.
nagia: (vs; joshua; alone in the graveyard)
Tomorrow, I donate blood for the first time since I left GreenLife. I'm a little nervous.

What if my iron's low again? What if my blood sugar's high? What if I contracted some sort of horrible disease that's been gestating in my system for eight months and has finally burst like a hideous pustule, flooding my veins in vileness and sickness and blood-rejectability?

Worse, what if I get so dehydrated or hypoglycemic that something awful happens?

Almost as bad, what if the people at the Cleveland blood bank are a bunch of incompetent nincompoops and do something awful like fuck up the blood-draw and end up causing the blood to spill over under my skin? I've heard that can happen. Leaves your entire arm bruised for quite a while--like weeks.
nagia: (abstract; when in doubt raise an eyebrow)
Okay, so most of the televisions in my house are very, very old. So old they don't have the normal audio/video jack. To hook a DVD player up, you have to use a special adapter. And Mom bitches and moans and says, "It's christmas!" until Rick and I go and move the DVD player and adapter out of Ralph's room.

WHILE we're setting up the DVD player, we have both the TV and DVD player powered on, to make sure all our cables are hooked up correctly etc. And of course Mom is sitting on the couch giving us a BGM of nattering about this and that.

Naturally, while Rick and I are debating the feasibility of hooking the satellite cables into the adapter box and Mom is bitching us out, Ralph's DVD loads to the "play movie" menu.

The background? Very, very obvious porn. And not just the foreplay scenes, oh no. PIV. VERY OBVIOUS PIV. Like, penis just about to enter vagina, with "PLAY MOVIE!!" not even obscuring anything.
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So, things in order of whatever today:

1. Woke up to kittehs torturing me.

2. Had been dreaming about CnC. It alternated between Katy, Kates, Grimm and I plotting the story and the story being something that actually happened. Suffice to say Aoshi reverted to psycho-killer mode and Misao stood in his way.

3. HAVE A JOB!!!!

4. Foul mood early this morning has persisted. Suspect I'm just wigging out over visiting dad.

5. Wrote two drabbles for Katy today.

6. In honor of my twenty-one-itude and having-a-job-itude, requests are OPEN. Name a character (or pair of characters) in a fandom I'm a part of (hint: check my interests list), throw me a lyric, a place, or a kink, and I will give you back something between 100 and 1000 words. EXAMPLE: Shinomori Aoshi (rurouni kenshin) + first exposure to MDMA. (This is kinda a placeholder as I head out in a few, but I'll get on them once I get back!)

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