bitching about work, yay

Today just flat out sucks.

Having a very nightmarish day at work. I do web dev for a very nice company, with a very nice boss, and it's a very cushy telecommuting job, and I shouldn't complain.

But some days... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!!

I think a design has been finalized and signed off on, and then find myself abruptly back at square one. The frustrating part of it is just communication, part of which can probably be blamed on the telecommuting aspect. I think we're at step 17, but really, maybe we're at step 5. I don't think it's entirely my fault; I don't think it's entirely their fault; but it can make for suicidal days. And because I work for some of the nicest people on the planet I feel guilty being annoyed. *sigh*

Also, it's hard designing under vague instructions. Especially when the people you work for don't always have a good grasp of html or web practices. It's frustrating to have to fight for good, basic web rules. And sometimes what they perceive to be a slight change, really requires throwing everything out and starting over.

Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I shouldn't complain *repeat*. After all, it's just more billable hours. If they'd handed me a clean page with exactly what they wanted, I'd have been out of a job ages ago and wouldn't be able to pay my rent.

Also, I really, really, really don't want to go to class tonight. Nothing to hand in. Don't feel like struggling to stay awake during lecture.

Some days it'd be so nice to just go back to bed and start over the next day.

grrr. arrrgggh.

So yeah. The day's suckage continues with burnt out light bulbs etc. My speakers are going on the fritz. My relatively new speakers. *scowl*

I am NOT GOING TO CLASS. And you can't make me. SO THERE.

Ahhh. I'm making progress on retreating to the womb, here.

Just got Gosford Park Collector's Edition. Whoop. It took 30 minutes to unwrap it. Christ, It's paid for, ok? Let us into the disc, now!

I should go and mail my Netflix discs back and pick up my mail and grocery shop, but considering just hiding under bed instead.

Been intently researching LJ communities to join, since my friends don't post every 15 minutes as I'd like them to.

Found a Stephen Fry one, yay. Looking unsuccessfully through the nine million Harry Potter ones to see if I can find one where the bloody community maintainer can freaking spell Phoenix. And doesn't have 4000 posts on Malfoy and Harry getting it on. Should look for a good LotR one, too. Should see if there's another Strangers in Paradise one that is more active. Oooh should see if there are ones for the Men I Obsess Over.

Fuckity fuckity fuck. Should also start doing homework. Two weeks to winter break *whine* Want it NOW.

Speaking of wanting it now, freaking RotK trailer leaves me with a thundering heart and gaping jaw. Tried to snatch the trailer .mov but have been unsuccessful. Bastards. Just let me freaking right click it so I don't have to freaking wait for it to dl each motherfucking time, you assholes. Tried to update QuickTime, but yes, the fuckers have actually actively tried to trick us into downloading iTunes. Fuck off, the lot of you. If I want to download iTunes, I should fucking be able to click something that says "HI I AM ITUNES, DOWNLOAD ME" and not something that actually reads "QUICKTIME 6.4"

Fuckers.

Yeah. I have no idea how I managed to curb my profanity while living at home for 1.5 years. I'm surprised I didn't strain something.

On a positive note, I did finally find a picture of Karl Urban as Eomer with his glorious teeth displayed. Aren't they strong and manly and white and gleaming and purrrrr. Come take a bite out of this day for me, baybee.

$197.25

Motherfuckers.

The last time I got my car registered in WA, it was like $45. Just ouch. Ouch. Ouch. OUCH!

But, it's done. No more worrying about car registration for another whole year. Whoop.

Must remember to take screwdriver down with me so I can actually put my new plates on at some point.

Stopped by the grocery store for more Atkins-fare. God bless sugar-free jello. Having read multiple recipe suggestions, I actually bought pork rinds. I'm absolutely disgusted and intrigued. Also bought the ingredients for fabulous broccoli cheese rotel-tomato soup. Am going to experiment with it and crockpot some chicken tomorrow.

Took me forever to find a mailbox. I hate not having a locked outgoing mailbox downstairs. I've had one at all my previous apartments. They seemed to understand that sometimes you might want to mail something and not leave it loose on top of the rack of mailboxes. I don't particularly want to leave Netflix dvd mailers out there, because if they get stolen, I'm freaking responsible. So I always have to go in search of a bluebox. There's not one anywhere on my direct route, except for one that has no parking near it. So I always park illegally next to it and run back and forth, hoping I don't get hit by a car. It's ludicrous. I don't freaking want to go to the post office every 3 days.

Yeah. My bad mood is clearly here to stay. Going to go work-out, because if I break that promise to myself I'm going to be even more irate (which probably doesn't seem possible at this point, but is). I should make some lunch/dinner and tuck myself in for the evening with Gosford Park.

Tomorrow has to be a better day.

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So there's apparently a LJ community called "Do Me Eomer"

*pause*

Is it wrong that I'm considering setting up a community for his teeth?

Hah! Just kidding! I'm insane but not THAT insane!

Wow, there's a whole series of "Do me ______" Ah. But no "Do Me Gollum" Bastards.

Ouch. There's also an anti_arwen group "For the Arwen hater in all of us" True, Liv Tyler bugs, but she seems to at least have attempted a good job. While I do wish they'd found someone else for the role, enh. At least she's not like Kevin Costner in Robin Hood Prince of Thieves.