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Stupid, Stupid, Stupid Website!

First the posting doesn't work, and I can't reply to anything, then the entire forum goes crazy! You can't view certain threads, can't create new topics... this is like withdrawal symptoms for a nerd! Can't ONE website just change it's layout without technical difficulties??? Man it's getting annoying!! Here's hoping it gets fixed soon... I'm only posting a blog entry because it's the only place i CAN post!

Vin Diesel? Van Diesel?? Van On Diesel???

What do you see when you look at this picture?  Some stupid car, right? Not according to my mom!! It's that guy from that movie, XXX. I can't even remember how we got on the subject, but somewhere along the line, I said "Vin Diesel," and she says, "Isn't it Van Diesel?" I crack up. "That's a car!" My brother tops it off with, "What's his middle name, 'On'?" I find that hilarious, a great redemption for a day where I go all the way down to the Boardwalk only to discover that Kohr Bros no longer sells Peanut Butter Custard. The sin!!! I had to settle for Vanilla, VANILLA! A travesty!!! See, I told you this blog would be boring when I have nothing to write about. :)

Oy Vey

No, I'm not Jewish. I just say that a lot. Sorry if it offends somebody. Never written a blog before. My friend wanted me to get a LiveJournal, and I don't want to join a new website, so here we are. Anyway, about the Oy Vey... my computer did something REALLY weird last night. I got a blue screen and everything. And it sucks, because I was in the middle of downloading the Queen Live At Wembley '86 concert (I had it already on my PC, but this one had better sound quality), and at the speed it was going, I should've had it in a few hours. And then everything just went to hell. I read down the screen, and at the bottom it said "Beggining Dump Of Physical Memory." I went "Holy. Crap. DAD!!!" Who did NOT come rushing in, because he's 60 and hard of hearing. I called for him 3 times before I finally got up and got him myself. He then proceeded to work with it for the next two hours with no success. Now, I write a lot of fanfiction. And I usually finish an entire fanfiction before I post it online. So I've got this juggernaut of a fanfic saved on my PC that I just know I'm going to lose. So I'm literally pacing the living room like I've got a family member in surgery or something. (I already know I'm a nerd. You don't have to point it out.) Some time after 2, he just gave up. (My dad, not the computer. I don't name my computer. That's ridiculous.) So I can't really sleep because I'm too busy thinking about what a b*tch it's going to be to rewrite that fanfic, and I probably should be applying those Crest Whitestrips things, because you're supposed to do them twice a day and I'd only done it once. So I stayed up till 4:30 watching Monty Python's Life of Brian with whitestrips on my teeth. This morning, my brother wakes me up. "Dad fixed your computer. But you lost every single song you ever had." I've got 10.32 GB of stuff in my iTunes alone. But at that point, I was so worried about the fanfic that all I said was "That's it?" and he goes, "No, I'm kidding. You didn't lose anything." Relief. Before I do anything else today, I vowed to upload my fanfiction to Yahoo Briefcase so I wouldn't lose it. I walk downstairs. The phone rings. it's my neighbor who's dog we're watching while she's vacationing in California. Her: "Katie, Ventura's just called me, and apparently, Kaya's in the parking lot." Me: "...Really?" What I'm thinking: "Oh, sh!t!" My brother didn't close the gate, and now someone else's dog is running around town and ends up in the parking lot of the restaurant next door. i apologize to my neighbor and walk over. Mind you, I woke up two minutes ago. I'm in my pajamas. My ratty old pajamas with a hole in the ass. And my slippers. Great ensemble for everyone to see while they drive in for lunch, eh? So I spot the dog running along the other side of the parking lot. Those b*stards didn't even hold her for me!! What if she got run over before I got there??? So i walk out and call her name. She returns. i grab her collar. She drags me, because she's so exited to explore, through some ivy and tree branches. Ouch. more people come in for lunch. Double ouch. I finally get the dog back in the house and yell at my brother. I turn on my computer and upload my fanfiction. Then, I waste my time for a few hours (as always) and eventually end up here, writing a blog. I guess I'm not to inept at it after all. But when I have nothing to write about? That's gonna be a killer.