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-D: Okay, what now?-
I'm not sure, unfortunately -- all I know is that, after I was done with dinner and came back upstairs, I discovered that my computer had apparently taken the liberty of restarting itself. At any rate, the programs I had up had shut themselves down, and my messenger programs were up. And upon reentering IE, I discovered all my logins (the ones that are constantly set to stay on, anyway) had been wiped. Luckily, I have a piece of paper with them all there, but still. . . .
Not to mention I managed to get the ModTheSims2 and InSIMenator passwords mixed up, resulting in me having to reset the passwords (I also switched the numbers, thinking, "Fuck it, if this is the way my brain wants them."). ModTheSims2 gave me a lot of shit over it as well, which basically insured they'll never ever get one fucking dime out of me.
-RPD: . . . Are you actually regretting getting the new computer?-
You know what? I think I am. It took me a hell of a lot longer to want to smash the VAIO with a baseball bat.
-VD: Great. Now what?-
Well, I can't ask for the VAIO back, my parents already have it, and that's really just trading one problem with Sims for another. And I do smash this thing with a baseball bat, I'll screw up everything I've worked on, backups or no. I think the best thing to do right now is to polish my Mad Scientist Legacy rules, finish my latest Drabbles88 prompt, and find a nice walkthrough for "American McGee's Alice" to immerse myself in.
-HD: I can't believe I'm actually going to suggest this, but -- why don't you download the demo? Killing card guards sounds like it would improve your mood.-
Maybe. . . . Though it makes me wonder if my computer would occasionally spaz during that as well. Plus it doesn't have a Mad Hatter level. *pout*
-HD: . . . O.O-
Um, I didn't mean that quite the way it sounded.
-D: Victoria, I know it's hard to tell from that speedrun that cuts out the cutscenes, but Richard does not look NEARLY as good in-game as he does in NuttyIsa's artwork. Besides, you'd cry over Dormy and March.-
Yeah, probably.
-TD: *shudder* Those pictures of them we've seen -- that's why I could never be a proper biological Spark. I don't like my experiments screaming in pain.-
-HD: *impulsively hugs MarchHareGeorge, WhiteRabbitMarty and DormouseJennifer*-
( On A More Positive Note )
Okay, I have things to write and read and all that jazz. Slept in WAY too late today.
-VD2: I know -- 1:16 isn't even like you! Are you sure you're not sick?-
-OD: That stomach bug could still be incubating. *tentacles attempt to check temperature*-
No, no, I think my habit of staying up to 2:30 even on work nights just caught up with me. Add to that I can't shake the feeling of today being Saturday. . . .
-VD: Internal clock all out of order?-
Yeah, something like that. Anyway, ta.
I'm not sure, unfortunately -- all I know is that, after I was done with dinner and came back upstairs, I discovered that my computer had apparently taken the liberty of restarting itself. At any rate, the programs I had up had shut themselves down, and my messenger programs were up. And upon reentering IE, I discovered all my logins (the ones that are constantly set to stay on, anyway) had been wiped. Luckily, I have a piece of paper with them all there, but still. . . .
Not to mention I managed to get the ModTheSims2 and InSIMenator passwords mixed up, resulting in me having to reset the passwords (I also switched the numbers, thinking, "Fuck it, if this is the way my brain wants them."). ModTheSims2 gave me a lot of shit over it as well, which basically insured they'll never ever get one fucking dime out of me.
-RPD: . . . Are you actually regretting getting the new computer?-
You know what? I think I am. It took me a hell of a lot longer to want to smash the VAIO with a baseball bat.
-VD: Great. Now what?-
Well, I can't ask for the VAIO back, my parents already have it, and that's really just trading one problem with Sims for another. And I do smash this thing with a baseball bat, I'll screw up everything I've worked on, backups or no. I think the best thing to do right now is to polish my Mad Scientist Legacy rules, finish my latest Drabbles88 prompt, and find a nice walkthrough for "American McGee's Alice" to immerse myself in.
-HD: I can't believe I'm actually going to suggest this, but -- why don't you download the demo? Killing card guards sounds like it would improve your mood.-
Maybe. . . . Though it makes me wonder if my computer would occasionally spaz during that as well. Plus it doesn't have a Mad Hatter level. *pout*
-HD: . . . O.O-
Um, I didn't mean that quite the way it sounded.
-D: Victoria, I know it's hard to tell from that speedrun that cuts out the cutscenes, but Richard does not look NEARLY as good in-game as he does in NuttyIsa's artwork. Besides, you'd cry over Dormy and March.-
Yeah, probably.
-TD: *shudder* Those pictures of them we've seen -- that's why I could never be a proper biological Spark. I don't like my experiments screaming in pain.-
-HD: *impulsively hugs MarchHareGeorge, WhiteRabbitMarty and DormouseJennifer*-
( On A More Positive Note )
Okay, I have things to write and read and all that jazz. Slept in WAY too late today.
-VD2: I know -- 1:16 isn't even like you! Are you sure you're not sick?-
-OD: That stomach bug could still be incubating. *tentacles attempt to check temperature*-
No, no, I think my habit of staying up to 2:30 even on work nights just caught up with me. Add to that I can't shake the feeling of today being Saturday. . . .
-VD: Internal clock all out of order?-
Yeah, something like that. Anyway, ta.
