It’s been a garbage few days, honestly. Domi died, and then I dropped my glasses case as I was getting into the car. They were still there when we got home, but Mum had driven over them as we left.

Thankfully, my Versace case took one for the team, and whilst it is crushed beyond repair, my glasses were only slightly bent. Your sacrifice was not in vain, Versace case! I haven’t been wearing my new glasses all the time at the moment, and at that moment I was SO glad, because if I had been, it would have been them in my case and they have bigger, plastic frames and definitely wouldn’t have survived. So, the glass is definitely half full.

Anyway, things happen in threes. So what was my third thing?

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I had big plans today.  :geek:

I was going to get up and head to the gym. Then I was going to come home and reorganise my wardrobe and bookcase, maybe add to the garage sale or donation piles. Then I was going to blog about my Mother’s Day weekend and then whip my SLR out for some practice. Plus, I noticed that my Twitter feed has vanished from my sidebar, so I wanted to fix that.

And then I got out of bed. Ugh. :dead: My lower back, near my left hip is in agony. I don’t even need to guess what caused it – my bed is a total wreck. At least four moves combined with my sister and father heaving and throwing themselves on my bed during ‘visitation’, that not only has the mattress and the springs died, the actual base is bent and cracked. I’ve been trying to live with it, since I can’t afford a new bed but I think I might just have to bite the bullet because the pain I’m in hasn’t even been dulled with Advil. Luckily, Mum got me into the physio for tomorrow morning. One thing I definitely know – no one is so much as touching my new bed and mattress -_-. I show so much respect to both my property and others’, but apparently that isn’t the case with half of my family.

So, I’ll be shouldering the plans for tomorrow, hopefully and curling up with a heat pack and a book on the iPad, I think.

Quite frankly, this totally sucks.  :ohdear:



My beautiful birthday camera is turning into a saga.

I found it for an awesome price on a website Sunday night and ordered it. Recieved an email the following morning saying they had sold out and I had a choice, wait or cancel. Okay, I decided to ponder my options. Then, around 7pm on Monday, I recieved a very unprofessional email (by someone who I am guessing doesn’t speak much English) stating that my camera was sold out with no ETA but my camera kit was still available and would I like that instead, with a demand that I reply. That confused the hell out of me so I looked on the website and found my camera listed four times at all different prices with no discernable difference. I decided then and there to jump ship and cancelled the order, which was acknowledged.

Two days later, we’ve recieved a confirmation that we’ve been refunded but no actual money. I’m annoyed, because a local camera store has my camera on sale right now but I have to wait for the refund before I can buy it, and frankly, this online business is terribly disorganized – any chance of using them in the future has disappeared out of the window. I’ve emailed them and requested the refund be finalized asap, and right now I’m just relieved that I made the sudden decision to process the order through Paypal so that if they don’t refund us in the next 24 hours, I can open a dispute.

I just really, really want my lovely DSLR (Canon EOS 1100D in red XD) to take pictures this Christmas. I’ve got dozens of tutorials lined up and ready to test out on Pinterest, along with loads of things to shoot – the pets, the Christmas tree, the Christmas lights, baking, wrapping…

Hopefully, by tomorrow I’ll be squeeing and posting photos!

 



I am getting ready to throw things, honestly. Technology seriously hates me and, honestly, I’m not fussed with it either right now. Why do I say that? It has a lot to do with the fact that I’m currently on my mother’s laptop. :cranky:

Last month, I discovered my very faithful, almost five year old Toshiba laptop was riddled with viruses. No matter how many virus scans I ran, Trojans kept showing up. My uncle took it and wiped the harddrive (taking with it all my music and television – I managed to salvage my writing and picture files) before returning it. Which is great!

Except its taken to shutting down whenever it feels like it, cuts out the internet until I reboot and gets super hot super fast. Highly irritating. I think it is time that I look into a replacement for my Toshiba, but I don’t really have $1,500 lying around (I’m considering another Toshiba Satellite Pro, but then my current one has had a few problems so maybe I should go back to Sony Vaio… :idea: ).

When the virus problem became known, my very kind and loving mother purchased me an MSi Wind netbook. I’ve wanted a netbook for ages – I’m an online uni student and portability would make studying way more interesting. I was super excited once it was ordered, but it didn’t arrive until my Toshiba had been returned, free of viruses.

Why aren’t I using that shiny new netbook now? Two hours after I unpacked it and set up Windows, I picked it up again to customize my desktop and get it hooked into our internet, the screen was friend – lines going across it, rendering it and the entire netbook useless :pissed: . Mum called the company and they won’t replace it, but repair it. We’re pretty ticked off about that, but we’ll take that up with them once it’s been evaluated. It’s currently boxed up by the front door, ready for the courier after Easter.

Why couldn’t I afford my own netbook? Well, back in February, I found a Mac Mini in JBHifi that had been scratched up, reduced by 50% (down to under $AU500) . I’ve wanted a Mac computer for awhile – I’m hoping to go to art school next year, and will definitely need a Mac for that. So I put it on lay-buy. And went to make the last payment and pick it up on Tuesday afternoon. Well, at first I had to wait for the assistant with the key to the storeroom to return. Then they had to find my package. And then they went through the package to make sure all the parts were there…

… You guessed it. Something was missing. The power cord. One of the shop assistants had taken the power supply from it for some reason, ignoring the ‘lay-buy’ label. :pissed: They didn’t have another one in stock, nor at any other store. So we left with a promise that they would call Apple and see what they could do, and call me the next day.

Well, my mother ended up calling them two days later to find out that the Mac Mini is discontinued, so they can’t get me one (really nice of them to call me and tell me that). But apparently if I go in on Monday, the guy who sold it to me in the first place will do me a deal … Mum was a little iffy on how or what they plan to do, but they have promised me a refund if I so choose (which they should. Actually, I personally believe they should provide me with any sort of Apple computer they have in stock, since this was their fault. But that will never happen.)

So, I’m down three freakin’ computers, and an essay due tonight. But maybe this shouldn’t be ‘technology hell’, but rather ‘retail hell’ since almost all my problems seem to be the fault of the vendor. I’ll definitely post the follow-up with both JBHifi and MSi.

Speaking of the essay (which I should definitely be writing instead of this rant!), why is it that computers always throw a fit when your academic standing is at risk?! :whoops:



It’s rare that my view of the general public (in my town, at least) is vindicated: we have a disturbingly large population of asses. People that will body-slam you with their trolley in the supermarket to get one of the fifty boxes of crackers first; people who will step on your things if you happen to drop them and people who expect something for nothing, to be applauded for their very existence – and it seems the latter features the most in the local ‘mature-aged’ bracket. :cranky:

I met two of the latter today – I was walking around the beach with my trainer. It should be known that I have wonky vision – just wonky enough that I tend to trip and misjudge distances (and before anyone asks, yes I am legally allowed to carry a driver’s license). Today we were walking along a narrow path and several pairs of walkers were headed towards us. I paused to walk behind my trainer when the old lady coming up said in a loud voice, “excuse me!” I honestly thought she just wanted to know the time or directions – and I couldn’t have been more wrong. :huh: click to read more »