VS2005 has this fancy import/export settings thing. Hey, cool, that's nice, I can use it to keep the settings of my various machines in sync. Except that it doesn't work. It doesn't import/export settings for addins. Hey, that would've been pretty easy to support but I'm not surprised, I'll let that slide. It also doesn't import/export the "VC Directories". Hmmm now I'm left wondering what else it doesn't import/export.
I despise that if I even accidentally touch my mouse to a disconnected network share drive, the computer stalls for like a minute.
One of my compact flourescent bulbs burned out. WTF am I supposed to do with this thing? I'm guessing 90% of people just throw it in the trash.
Some damn hobo stole our glass recycling bin. They've been coming for quite a while and taking glass out of it, I'm fine with that, though I wish they'd do it during the day instead of in the middle of the night, because it's quite noisy. But taking the whole damn bin is not cool. Curse you, hobo.
I have a lot of problems with text messages; people claim to have never gotten texts that are definitely filed in my "sent" folder. Texts to and from me appear to have random super-long delays sometimes, like occasionally even hours. For the communication medium that is our new standard, it seems to really fucking suck. Of course it may be partly because of my ten year old phone, but I've observed other people have these same problems.
The grey skies all this week have been a horrible foreshadowing of the winter to come when it will be nothing but grey and sadness all the time.
In college I used to do this thing called the "neverending juice". I would make a pitcher of frozen juice, then when it gone down to 1/4 - 1/8 remaining, I'd put in a new frozen juice thing of a different flavor, then when that got down to 1/4-1/8 I'd add another. Each generation, the flavor would get more complex. I suppose in theory it was mildly food-poisonous, but I never got past 5 generations.
There's this fantasy (often exploited in movies) that you can get over relationship problems by just getting in a big fight and yelling the things you really feel at each other. In reality, that would be a huge disaster, because in my experience at the core of all relationship difficulties are some fundamental core problems that can't be solved, and you just try to pretend they're not there and not talk about it. The actual yelling of truths would be things like "I just don't really enjoy being around you!" or "I think you're only with me because you're broke and I have money!" or "You're getting old and ugly and I'm not attracted to you any more!" or "You're an insecure coward who covers it up by trying to act tough!" or "your complete lack of life outside of me and work makes you boring and needy" or "you make yourself feel smarter by making others feel dumb" or "you're not committing to our relationship because you think you're too good for me", etc. When somebody says something to you that you know about yourself and hate, it doesn't help anything, it makes you feel awful, and you can't actual fix it, because in reality knowing is absolutely no part of the battle.
Being rich means not having to wear underwear with holes and stains. Being rich means always using heavy duty aluminum foil. Being rich means using shear bandaids instead of plastic. Being rich means using brand name kleenex and toilet paper. Oh yeah baby, living large.
I crashed my bike a few days ago, ironically while riding home from physical therapy for my bike crash injuries. When you live in a hipster neighborhood, you have to just commit random ironic acts from time to time. I actually crashed because I was riding along on the side of the road and had my eyes on the cars and ran right into a giant pile of sand. Suddenly my bike was stopped, and I kept going, and then I was on the pavement. I bruised my hip pretty badly, but nothing permanent. It made me realize that I've been riding too considerately; I'm too nice to cars, I endanger my own life by riding way over on the right edge of the road to stay out of their way. The edges of the road are a very dangerous place for a bicycle, because that's where all the detritus of the road is scattered. In Seattle it's particularly bad because we have no fucking goddamn street sweeping, so you get things like giant piles of sand on the side of the road.