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Mood:
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Listening to: Over At The Frankenstein Place - RHPS
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Reading: Latin
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Watching: Monk
I hate everything.
This weekend was going so well...
Rocky Horror went off beautifully, everyone who went to see it said they had a blast.
My boyfriend and his mom came up for the choir concert yesterday, and THAT went well.
I've been nomming on free candy all weekend.
And then today happened.
I just spent four FUCKING hours on a painting for the Alphabeastiary project, due today.
The internet stopped working halfway through - I kept going, deciding to save and then restart the computer to revive the connection so I could email it to myself and upload it.
The Beloit network won't let me log in.
I have serious fears that the entire computer has just had an apoplexy of some kind and won't have saved my piece.
FOUR
HOURS.
FOUR
HOURS.
I feel like crying.
I hope it put's on it's big girl panties and starts working again. Seriously man, that sucks.
Oh, that is the worst. A million condolences to you. D:
Oh geez I hope it comes back. I wouldn't wish that fate on my worst enemy.