May. 20th, 2005

bardic_lady: (vengeance)
Windows. Must. Die.

Apparently, while I was asleep, it determined that it should update itself and reboot the computer, thus stopping my download and making the server think that I'm a leech, thus extending my download time by about six hours.
I also lost several hours of icon work.

I learned this from Battlestar. Never make a computer or a robot that can think for itself.
bardic_lady: (kick ass take names)
Parents are in Loughlin, Nevada.
Brother will be gone starting tonight on a Boy Scout campout.

House to myself from now till tomorrow night. I feel like I should do something, but it's 85 here and that leads me not to want to do anything. P'raps tomorrow I'll walk into uptown and see Kingdom of Heaven. Right now, I'm going to sit.
bardic_lady: (yeah right)
Well, my brother's off to camp.

I'm here at home. I'm...bored? cynical? lonely? I don't really know. And once again, I suspect the not eating thing is not doing me favours...*Sigh*

Maybe I should see my therapist while I'm at home...
bardic_lady: (bite me)
I am so deeply disgusted by the perversion of an excellent Cole Porter song for the purposes of a basically grotesque hamburger commercial featuring, of all ridiculous and disgusting people, Paris Hilton. Really world, wtf?

Other than that, I'm iconning and watching SVU, which makes for jolly good fun. Har har har.

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I Cannot Hide What I Am

I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.

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