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I like stabbing.
I am so mightily pissed off at everything right now. I know I shouldn't be, and I feel like a right idiot to let my hormones mess with me like that, but I've been the stereotypical time-of-the-month bitch today. I really don't enjoy it when this happens. >:(
I went to an open mike acoustic night today, because when we were at the open mike night last week, a few friends of mine decided that they were gonna get a band together and play. They did that tonight - they actually found a singer, two guitars and a bass player - and they butchered three songs. (They'd only practiced for, like, 2 hours in all.) After that we went to one of the guy's flat and had pizza. I don't think I was very good company, because the whole time, I was either making snarky side commentary on the open mike participants, or staring moodily into space and pondering every little problem I could conjure up and blew them out of proportion in my head. As I said - I hate it when that happens, hate it with a passion, especially since you're sitting there, feeling like the apocalypse is imminent, and you actually KNOW it's all hormones. Ack. Ick. Fuck this.
I got called a geek by my tutor today - multiple times. It was the first seminar I had with him. DIDN'T TAKE HIM LONG TO FIGURE THAT OUT. He asked us for musical character cues on TV programs, and I mentioned Rose's theme that she has in season one, which reappears in season 4 when she returns. He went o.O at me and said, 'You actually noticed that? I didn't notice that. I had to read about it. GEEK!'
I finished a Doctor/Donna vid to the Beatles' Help. I quite like bits of it, too. But I can't actually upload it, because all browser-based uploads are blocked on the halls network. I get that they're blocking P2P progs, but fucking browser-based uploads? What the hell? The guy who did our introductory seminar made a long speech about how TV is changing to an interactive medium, and how we should all go and upload content to youTube to get close to the audience. Yeah, well. I DID TRY. Fucking halls network. I'll have to go to an internet cafe tomorrow and upload it there. But I might actually bring this up with one of the tutors, because blocking youTube uploads is just a fucking joke.
I am going to go away now and stare angrily at the wall or something.
I went to an open mike acoustic night today, because when we were at the open mike night last week, a few friends of mine decided that they were gonna get a band together and play. They did that tonight - they actually found a singer, two guitars and a bass player - and they butchered three songs. (They'd only practiced for, like, 2 hours in all.) After that we went to one of the guy's flat and had pizza. I don't think I was very good company, because the whole time, I was either making snarky side commentary on the open mike participants, or staring moodily into space and pondering every little problem I could conjure up and blew them out of proportion in my head. As I said - I hate it when that happens, hate it with a passion, especially since you're sitting there, feeling like the apocalypse is imminent, and you actually KNOW it's all hormones. Ack. Ick. Fuck this.
I got called a geek by my tutor today - multiple times. It was the first seminar I had with him. DIDN'T TAKE HIM LONG TO FIGURE THAT OUT. He asked us for musical character cues on TV programs, and I mentioned Rose's theme that she has in season one, which reappears in season 4 when she returns. He went o.O at me and said, 'You actually noticed that? I didn't notice that. I had to read about it. GEEK!'
I finished a Doctor/Donna vid to the Beatles' Help. I quite like bits of it, too. But I can't actually upload it, because all browser-based uploads are blocked on the halls network. I get that they're blocking P2P progs, but fucking browser-based uploads? What the hell? The guy who did our introductory seminar made a long speech about how TV is changing to an interactive medium, and how we should all go and upload content to youTube to get close to the audience. Yeah, well. I DID TRY. Fucking halls network. I'll have to go to an internet cafe tomorrow and upload it there. But I might actually bring this up with one of the tutors, because blocking youTube uploads is just a fucking joke.
I am going to go away now and stare angrily at the wall or something.
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And I'm sorry about the hormones, mine have been a bitch since I went off the BC. Try some hot chocolate and a warm bath, or just to go to bed early so you stop pissing off yourself and everyone else. :)
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Yeah, I maybe shouldn't have gone out and spent time in the company or actualfax PEOPLE tonight, but I'd promised last week I'd go see them play. I'm home now with only the internet to rant at, so I'm good ;).
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http://www.eharlequin.com/article.html?articleId=1362
For the trashy romance, I mean. Harlequin helps me through every period.
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*sips the hot tea*
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Just keep in mind that your period is one of the things that makes you that much cooler than men. :D
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Ooh, so that's why we get them. I was wondering ;).
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The halls network people do need some sense kicked into them. But then, so do many people. Ah well ;).
GEEKS ARE LOVE! I am proud to be a geek, I really am. It's so much more fun than being an average extrovert with nothing but their social lives to entertain them.