no one of consequence.

What the hell is wrong with people anyway?

OK, Ok, I know, we could write a list that goes on forever. But still.

See this page? This is a Blog. See, how this works is, I write stuff, you read it, and occasionally, if it has any meaning to you, you comment. Apparently, this is too fucking difficult for most people.

Apparently, Most people would rather just post stupid fucking animated GIFs on MySpace. Excuse me while I go puke. The SOLE reason I even HAVE a MySpace is because one day, someone posted a link to some particularly stupid myspace user, and I wanted to laugh at the moron. But I had to sign up to see. So I did. There. I admit it. I GO TO MYSPACE TO LAUGH AT THE FUCKING MORONS WHO USE IT.

Then I noticed a cousin of mine had a MySpace. He in particular is far from a moron. He actually uses the blog. I think he’s the only one. IMHO, he fits in much better with my Livejournal crowd than most of MySpace. So I started popping in over there to check his blog. I formatted my MySpace at that point, for social networking purposes and because I like it when my stuff all works together. I neatened it up and put up linkbanners to this here blog. I made it quite bloody clear that I do not, have not, and WILL NOT ever use MySpace on any kind of regular basis.

But I keep getting people posting goddamned stupid animated GIFs there. And to add insult to injury, I’ve never gotten a single comment on my Blog from any of the lot. I doubt they read it. Because posting a stupid glitter banner is so much easier than actually clicking a simple fucking link and reading actual content. Even minimal, boring, useless content such as I post.

Im thinking I’m just going to have to take down my MySpace page. Just so I stop getting these infuriating emails telling me that ’someone left a comment’ when in reality, there is no comment. There is just someone masturbating “cute” sparkly things in lieu of making an actual comment. Maybe Im crazy, but I find that actually insulting.

Maybe I will blank the whole page and tile it with a goatse image. After all, aparently MySpace is the asshole of the internet, so it suits.

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Wow, Nice, everything is so and clear and BIG now. my 1024X768 monitor rez always made me work for it a little, but not now. The optometrist said he was just tweaking my scrip a little, but it’s a bigger adjustment than I’ve had in a while. Is good.

Nifty new frames too, in bi-tonal copper. Wire armed spring action on em too, so I can adjust them myself. Which means no more specs falling off my face when I try to tie my shoes or turn my head too quickly.

Oh, and Im still clear on the glaucoma thing. Yay for no MD visits.

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Kurt Vonnegut, Writer of Classics of the American Counterculture, Dies at 84

“Life happens too fast for you ever to think about it. If you could just persuade people of this, but they insist on amassing information. “

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Is Vietnamese food supposed to taste overpoweringly of cillantro (as in, I almost gagged on it, it was so strong), or did we just find a crummy restaurant?

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I’m cashing out ye old S&C pension plan now that I’ve been given the option. Looks like they’re going to attempt to shut the pension plan down, and Im more comfortable with my money under my own eye now that I’m out of the loop with the old office. Tricksy lawyers cant be trusted with this sort of thing if they really dont want to do it anymore.

Ok, so it looks like GICs are the Canadian equivalent of US CDs. The interest rates arent looking so hot, but I’m looking for a short-term (less than 5 years) low-risk investment package.

I could put it back into a retirement fund, but since I’d like to have it as a down-payment for a house in the next couple years I dont think that’d be a terribly good idea. I could plow it into a mutual fund, but I cant find much in information on the early withdrawal penalties they usually impose, and that would put me in the same position as a retirement fund.

Dunno if Im missing options here. I need to do more research. It’s kinda like translating spanish into french. So many things sound ALMOST like the word you know that it’s easy to trip up and blow the translation.

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Have I mentioned I also need new specs badly? After spending a few hours reading I have the loveliest headache building up. Coupled with my recent aversion to doing much reading, and obsession with lighting… most probably eyestrain. I remember this feeling. Maybe it’s Presbyopia kicking in a little early… that’ll throw some interesting kinks into my scrip. *sigh* Bifocals will suck.

We fix this on Wed. and I can only hope the expense for new glasses is low enough that I can afford a pair of contacts again. I love contacts, they correct my vision better than eyeglasses can, and I dont have the sensation of colors being slighty faded with them. But the torics have been so expensive in the past that I havent always been able to have them around.

The glasses are the neccesity, I cant function without them. Since I cant bear wearing contacts 24/7 (How the devil do people sleep in contacts?) I need the frames, if only to keep me from breaking something while stumbling around trying to wake up enough that I can actually get the slippery little buggers in without taking my eyeball out. So contacts are a luxury I only get if I can afford it.

Maybe I’ll ask for a fitting anyway and get a paper scip if we cant afford it right now. Order them over the net later when we can. Must be cheaper than ordering them through the optician.

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It’s Sunday. Sundays are supposed to be long, slow, lazy days more prone to boredom than annoyance.

But the phone here has been going nonstop all day.

One of the Guys Upstairs calls to ask about a Sims II cheat code I gave him MULTIPLE TIMES several months ago that he couldnt get to work THEN because he’s apparently totally spastic about typing in a simple command code.

MIL and SIL tagteam call because their DSL still isnt working. I’ve said repeatedly they need to talk to fucking Bell Sympatico. WHY THE FUCK they keep calling US is beyond my comprehension. Apparently because we know computers WE should sit on the phone with Bell in their pet-dander loaded chaos ridden house while Lee’s sinuses fill and I refuse a goddamned drink seventy times? Not only no, but HELL NO.

Buddy of Lee’s throws him a lead on some work… wedding invitations apparently. Lee repeats to his buddy six times that he needs to talk to the person in question before that call ends.

SIL’s inferiority complex-bearing boss wants a hotel in Erie PA but she has no internet so she calls us to book it. He then barks like a goddamed dog becuse we dont know jack shit about fucking hotels in PA and there’s one of some chain I never fucking heard of in my life that he likes there. Why the fuck should I know hotels in PA? I’ve never BEEN there!

At this point I unplugged the fucking phones. Enough already. It’s Sunday. Everybody gothefuckawaynow.

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