At least I have my porn…

So after moving all my personal files to a secondary partition on my hard drive, I wipe Windows and start again... I've had my fair share of computer mishaps, but this time I lost more than I could have imagined. For whatever reason, totally unknown to me, the folder which contained a great deal of my soul and being, "My Music", is inaccessable. A quick property check of the folder indicated a disk space of 0. 6 years of downloading and collecting music, gone. Computer runs great now, except for the paralyzing sound of silence coming from the speakers. I can't even begin to describe my anger and frustration. They were not on the drive I formatted, why is it doing this?! Several other folders are reporting the same error when I attempt to view their contents, but they do not represent years of comfort and emotion. But should I count my losses too many, too soon? After all, I still have my porn.

The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid.

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig, huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thuohgt slpeling was ipmorantt!

Pi Day!!!!

Pi Day is today!!! Yes, I know, quite geeky... but this'll be one of the few times I express my nerd side. Plus I like numbers and math so this is pretty cool!

Costly Precautions…

Joe: and then he was like... "oh. i invited [him] over"
Joe: well, [he] is a whore
Joe: a nice guy
Joe: but an easy whore
Joe: 'and hence why, if [he] made out with him, i would not be a happy camper
Joe: hazmat suits are expensive.
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Death by Shiraz!

REVENGE IS MINE!!! I awoke the other morning to find a single ladybug floating in my half-empty glass of wine from the night before. I doubt it climbed up the glass, but rather flew in. However it ended up there... I believe it may have committed suicide. The ladybugs are no longer a problem since I had to take matters into my own hands after bringing this (literally) to the attention of the building management Sunday. I was tryin' to do some web design Sunday, but I could not concentrate after a ladybug flew past my face and continued to bounce against the blinds. I was fed up; this was the third time I've complained about this and it needed to be resolved. My lease does not state "Ladybug" as lessee. I collected several... well... MANY ladybugs in a coke bottle and took it downstairs to the front desk. As I walked up to the girl at the front desk, of whom I've never seen before in my life, I placed the coke bottle directly in front of her. She grabbed a trash can to throw it away, not looking at it closely enough to see the 50 or so (yes, there were that many in there, plus more in my apartment) ladybugs fluttering about inside. I said, "oh no, I need you to take a look at that because --," and before I could finish she has this look of absolute disgust for me and what I just did. I personally don't see anything wrong with it... it's not like I dumped them on her (UGLY) cardigan, or was throwing them at her like a monkey with it's poo. They were in a sealed 20oz Coke bottle. Anyway, with her look of disgust, she picked up the bottle with thumb and index finger, and placed the bottle back in front of me and stammered that the building manager would be in Monday but if I wanted to talk to someone, there was someone in the office. So I picked up the bottle and took it in to this other lady to show her who I'd been sharing my apartment with the past month. She advised me that it was becoming Spring and they "come," to which I replied, "yes, I know they come in the Spring, and they are attracted to lighter colors, and such; but my windows should be sealed and this will constitute an infestation if not resolved promptly. I've had my apartment inspected and 'treated' by your exterminator twice and they are still here. I spend way too much money to share my apartment with 50+ ladybugs who do not pay rent." Shortly after my third thorough complaint, maintenance was in my apartment sealing the one window where these lovely 'lil friends were entering... and how did he seal it? With caulking! Lord... I swear. Even after he left... they were still coming in. That's it! $6, Home Depot, "Hot Shot Home Insect Spray" I sprayed the shit outta that window and surrounding frame. Needless to say, they didn't make it a foot from the window and now I not seen one since Tuesday.

I Hate Myself For Losing You

I don't think I'll ever know if I "loved" him; but, this is what I've been feeling since I returned from Italy. :-\