The fact that fen can manage to sychronise over the internet is faintly terrifying. I mean, okay, I'm actually only halfway through the fucker but. Yes.
My day was fine until I started beating my head against my recalcitrant computer equipment and, let me just say, I hate this fucking keyboard. Who the fuck makes a full size desktop keyboard in laptop size, ffs. It feels like typing in SAND, too, which I hate. It's worse than your usual membrane keyboards, I mean, I can tolerate some membrane keyboards. This one just makes me want to slaughter worlds. (Also my external hard drive continues to fucking fail, oh joy. I am looking at my checking account contemplatively and debating whether I can afford a new one. The state tax refund hit but we're going to need much of that for rent. On the other hand, I have a bit of money stockpiled against summer. *contemplates*)
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My day was fine until I started beating my head against my recalcitrant computer equipment and, let me just say, I hate this fucking keyboard. Who the fuck makes a full size desktop keyboard in laptop size, ffs. It feels like typing in SAND, too, which I hate. It's worse than your usual membrane keyboards, I mean, I can tolerate some membrane keyboards. This one just makes me want to slaughter worlds. (Also my external hard drive continues to fucking fail, oh joy. I am looking at my checking account contemplatively and debating whether I can afford a new one. The state tax refund hit but we're going to need much of that for rent. On the other hand, I have a bit of money stockpiled against summer. *contemplates*)