Other What's ruining your life right now?

On a 2 month employment with a small office, pretty much all of what ive earned will be spent on repairing my car, also find out tomorrow if work will finish at the end of the month or it will be extended.

 

I'm working on a major college project in Autocad 2013 (I study mechanics) and it f****** crashes when I change objects layer. It's soooo annoying! I tried everything including reinstalling autocad and it keeps crashing anyway... I lost progress several times before I learned to save the file every time before changing layer and pray to satan that it won't crash this time...

OK now I got this off my chest and can go back to the project...

P.S It's legal student version downloaded from autodesk website.

 

I'm trying to get a costume together for a "When I Grow Up Party".

Ice King was my initial idea, but that seems like a nightmare.

Gatsby's good, but a pink suit would cost tonnes.

Bah.

 

Finally got to play Metro Last Light. Well, until those spider-thingies triggered my arachnophobia.

Brain went "**** no". Another game ruined by insects.

 

I will have to spend this weekend getting my foundation amateur radio licence...

My current job is building antenna, I quite enjoy it, I get to work with my best mate and the bloke we work for looks after us and is a laugh. But he thought getting our licences would make us better at our jobs so I will be spending 16 hours this weekend (2x 8 hour days) learning fun stuff like basic physics, electronics, morse code, proper radio conduct, how to setup antenna's and how to use a radio.

I've been building antenna for over a year already, i've met plenty of "hams", they aren't my kind of people. Heck, people in general aren't my kind of people, it's a full time hobby of mine to AVOID contact with people, so a hobby that is all about contacting people is pretty much my idea of hell.

16 hours of hell... on a weekend... with a test at the end...



Oh god......

 

Just coughed up blood on a white choir robe during an ordination service.

I'm pretty much fine, it's a side effect of having a connective tissue disorder, but now I have extra laundry.

 

Luckily I was also in a skype call whilst playing so managed to get through those spider/scorpion things.

Fun game so far.

 

I've woken up to a Facebook feed of completely retarded Facebook statuses regarding the Woolwich attack.

90% sure Hitler was saying similar things back during WW2.

 

On the other side of things I got one person claiming it was all staged by the government.

THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS!

 

And this is why I don't read Facebook feeds.

Damn you people, let us have nice things!

 

3 hour inglush AS exam tomorrow.

 

1. Firefox
2. Flash plugin
3. ...
4. Cheesecake

 

Got a rather hefty amount of vodka here so I might give it another go.

 

Trying to buy a house in London. I swear it's impossible.

 

Found that NONE of my family claims me any more. None of them except my brother visited my son at the last, and not a single one of them said anything about his birth, sickness or death online or privately except to other family members. Nothing like running into an old friend of the family to have them tell me they didn't know I even had a son.

From what I'm able to piece together they think his death was my punishment for being different.

Screw with me, I can deal with it. Life always has. But my son was completely innocent, and I can't even fathom the mindset that would think that. It certainly isn't Christian, I'll say that. Westboro Baptist, more like it-though that sounds eerily like the church I grew up in now.

I am bereft of race, identity, nationality and now kin. But these things remain: hope, love, and faith. I'll learn to forgive them. Not to go near them again, mind you, but to forgive, for my own sake. And I'll continue on-friends I still have, my wife I have, the memory of my son who loved me I carry. My family is those who I love and love me, and while they aren't blood, they're enough.

Yes, I'm trying to tell myself I'm all right.

 

Can't help but have the phrase "Only in America" bounce around my head. You certainly get by just find without them so leave them be, I know their blood but they're worthless excuses for human life.

If there is a St. Peter, I'm pretty sure he'll turn them away for being bigots. (I'm not a religious fellow, never have been, never will be; but I do see some divine justice if I am wrong)

 

Remind me of a something a friend of mine said about her family...

Genetically linked?, yes... "Family"? now that's pushing it...

 

Problems with people and just how should I deal with them without causing massive damage.

 

Gym bro's.

Seriously, i'm starting to hate the gym because of 'em. With their **** tribal tattoo's, sideways waxed hair, fake tans AND CONSTANT BLOODY ARM CURLS.

I swear i'm going to bludgeon the next one to give me a funny look when i'm deadlifting to death with a barbell...

 

Amen to that brother.