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I'm getting increasingly pissed off at Sagawa Kyuubin. Lately they haven't been redelivering during my scheduled time, and this morning, the first chance I've had to sleep in in an incredibly stressful two weeks, the driver called me FOUR TIMES between 7:00 and 8:30. And when I finally answered the phone, he was really rude and DEMANDED to know when he could deliver the package. Fuck you. >:E

rant tiem

Nov. 16th, 2008 04:00 pm
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When person A says, "Hey, I think this Japanese here says [this], but I'm not sure. Could someone clarify?" the correct response is NOT "[what A just said, but in a way that's ridiculously hard to understand], so therefore [thing that is clearly untrue]." And then follow it up with "Oh, well then I guess [the exact opposite of what I just said]."

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First of all, to the asshole that stole the one-offs from NY Dolpa: way to go, fucktard. I wouldn't be surprised if Volks never holds another Dolpa outside of Japan again, thanks to you. I just hope you're stupid enough to try to sell them.

unpopular ideas, i haz dem )


Mar. 24th, 2007 09:21 pm
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ranting about Supernatural 2x17 )

Also, [ profile] jagen_13 is full of awesome randomness. ♥ ♥ ♥

*see icon*

Mar. 8th, 2007 02:29 pm
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The nozzles were badly clogged, so I got this special cleaning solution, and after three applications, finally started to see some progress. And then I got a paper jam. And that was when I learned that there is no way of accessing the back side of the rollers of an Epson Stylus short of taking the entire printer apart. (Which I'm sure they did on purpose. >_>) But, with 2 pairs of specially shaped tweezers, 1 hand shoved down the paper feed slot, and 90 minutes of wrestling with it (literally), I finally got the paper out. x__x My hand is so bruised now.

And then my garbage disposal broke. By which I mean, anything that goes down the kitchen sink, half of it comes back out the bottom of the disposal. x________________x

I got my hospital bill today, and saw that I was overcharged a few hundred dollars. So I called my health insurance's "customer service". NO HELP AT ALL. The first woman I talked to tried to tell me that my deductible didn't count towards my out-of-pocket maximum. I don't know what orifice she pulled that bullshit out of, because their definition of "out-of-pocket maximum" is, when deductible + copays = certain amount, you don't pay anymore. So I spoke to someone else, and she agreed that the other woman was full of crack, but couldn't figure out where the problem was, and therefore tried to tell me that I wasn't being overcharged. I was the one who had to pull up the .pdf of my printed explanation of benefits, which just happened to mention that they made another $500 payment to the hospital on that claim. This was mentioned NOWHERE on my online explanation of benefits. I swear, I've never met anyone who works in or with the health insurance industry who actually understands how it works.


Good thing Back to the Future OSTs are love.
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GRAAAH. Turns out the "ticket" I drove all the way to Boston to pick up is not so much a "ticket" to the the OK Go concert as an "invitation". Meaning it lets me in, but only if the club isn't already at capacity. WHICH MEANS I COULD HAVE JUST PRINTED OUT MY E-MAIL INSTEAD OF GOING ALL THE WAY DOWN THERE AND SKIPPING LUNCH AND BEING LATE FOR WORK AND NOT HAVING ANYTHING TO EAT FOR DINNER EITHER. YOU COULD HAVE MENTIONED THAT ON THE WEBSITE KTHX. And now of course I'm having anxiety issues because I don't know whether what they're giving away on the radio are REAL tickets, or if they're just invitations too, or how many of them there are. The Avalon isn't exactly small, but still. I deserve to see them more than some n00b who actually thinks "Here It Goes Again" is a new song like the radio station keeps saying it is and only got tickets by dumb luck! Grrrrr.... *chews on things*
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VGSJHGAAELH!!! Every time I call the damn tire store, they tell me a different day for when the tire's coming in! Waiting 10 days for a tire is completely unacceptable. I don't care if it is coming from California. Ever hear of UPS third day air? I HAVE. >< I really didn't want to drive my mom's car to Boston today. And on top of that, EVERY SINGLE TIME I want to get in the shower, stupid lesboy gets in there first! And on top of that, the cunt is being particularly cunty. If she really cared oh-so-much about my feelings as she claims/ed to, she would either talk to me, or just stay the fuck out of my life.

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I've been feeling really depressed today. Most of it is my fault. I shouldn't have gone looking for things that I knew would most likely make me feel bad, but I did anyway.

It's so frustrating, though. I feel like everything I used to enjoy has been taken from me. I was lisening to "Yes! Yes! Yes!" at work today, which is about the happiest, most positive song in the world, and I broke down crying because of all the painful memories it brought back. Even thinking about Golden Pair makes me depressed because it reminds me of someone who I thought was my friend, but then she decided to go be a huge cunt instead. (Which is stupid really, because I was in love with Golden Pair before she ever even heard of Prince of Tennis, and she's not even that much of a fan anymore.) And fall is usually my favorite time of year, but now... I don't even know if I can face it. Especially my birthday. I'd rather not have one at all than spend it alone.

Things were made worse by having brunch with my mother this morning. I knew when she said it would be her treat that she had an agenda, but she knows that breakfast foods are my weakness. Sure enough, as soon as we left the restaurant, she asks if the reason I'm getting sterilized is because I "have plans to become sexually active soon." Fuck, mom, how old am I? Ever hear of none of your goddamn business? Your overbearing prudishness all throughout junior high and high school, combined with your asshole of a fiancé who tried to rape me when I was nine, has damaged me to the point that I've only been on one date in my entire life, and pretty much effectively destroyed all hope of me ever having a functional romantic relationship. I know that you want me to be a life-long virgin, but your work there is done. Finished. You do not have the right to continue ruining that part of me any more, got it? SO FUCK OFF.

But today aside, I've been feeling much better lately. We finally figured out that it was my period that was causing my psychotic spells, so now I increase my medicine the week before, and it's been working great. I also tried this therapy called EMDR, which is amazing. You hold a little pod iin each hand, and they vibrate alternatively. The stimulation helps shake your brain out of stalled thought patterns. It's used a lot to help people with post-traumatic stress disorder, which is essentially what my symptoms were.

But because I'm doing better, now they feel I'm stable enough to start trying out ADD meds. Right now, the major source of dissatisfaction in my life, by far, is my complete inability to do anything. So I do think I really ought to be taking something for my ADD. But I only *just* got my current medication to a workable balance, and I'm really nervous about messing all that up. I really don't want to go back to the psychotic spells and suicide watches.

Well, the only other thing is that I have to go to Germany physical therapy for my shoulder, and that's all the news from Lake Wobegone. Yay for health insurance. x_x
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You know what the world's most convincing argument for becoming a lesbian is?



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How could I have been so stupid? Why did I think lesboy would take this perfect opportunity to throw out his old, disgusting, expired food, when he could just sit around and wait for the refrigerator people to show up and move it from the old fridge to the new one? x_x Not only that, but he spread his stuff out all over the fridge, as if I don't need to eat or something. (I, not having the luxury of waiting around all day for the new fridge to show up, had put all my food in my parents' fridge.)

view the evidence )

I did take the time before my doctor's appointment though, to push aside the magnetic poetry and put up the Seigaku Princess Collection! )

That is not the worst part, though. After I put up my Seigaku magnets, I noticed a little bit of magnetic poetry next to the freezer handle. It read, "you are hot woman/so kiss me!!!" And my entire being went "WTF EW NO THAT HAD BETTER NOT BE FOR ME." >_> And when I came home from work, there was a "yes" and a "no" magnet underneath it. So I moved the yes magnet far far away. Maybe I should put it down the garbage disposal just to be safe.

Oh, but it gets better! Heather called the dress shop again, and was like, "Um.. we were told our dresses would be here in March, so where are they?" And the answer she got was, "Oh, well the old owner sabotaged all the orders before she left, so they might be coming in soon. Or not. The order might not have gone through at all. We don't know." So tomorrow (today), I get to call them up and bitch at them to get their asses on their computer and FIND our order and tell us EXACTLY when the fuck they will be here, as each of us has already paid them $70 for these piece-of-crap dresses and there's no way we can get new ones by July, since bridesmaids' dresses are apparently hand-sewn by 90-year-old midgets in Tibet using albino unicorn hair or something.

But wait, there's more! The brain is an awesome thing, because while you're driving along at 35 m.p.h. and some idiot soccer mom tries to turn into traffic whenever because she just doesn't feel like waiting for an opening, it can determine, in less time than it takes to blink, that yes, there is enough space between you and the nearest oncoming car to swerve completely into the oncoming lane to avoid said idiot and get back into your own lane safely, and it directs your hand to steer the car to do so faster than you can say "What the shit, bitch?!" Much love for the human brain.

So that was my fun day today.
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You know what? The United States is not required to accept every single person who wants to live here. I have no problem with legal immigrants, but I do have a problem with people who break the law and then whine about being treated like criminals. IF YOU DON'T LIKE OUR LAWS, THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE? Yeah, it's difficult to legally become a U.S. citizen. It's supposed to be. But I know plenty of people who have done it, and if following the rules was good enough for them, then it ought to be damn well good enough for everybody else. And if you don't like it, then there are plenty of other countries on this planet for you to choose from.


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