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there's a sharp little point of pressure below and to the right of my nose. wtf? my sinuses are above my nose. i have no idea what the hell is wrong. but it hurts like hell and hasn't gone away in the hour and a half i've been awake...
fiona is following me around and talking at me a lot. i'm trying to do things, and she's still talking to me. now i understand why i'm so annoying to people. bummer. i guess i'm just like that, only i'm ... i dunno, shorter and fatter. bummer.
i NEED my computer to be online. I subscribed to a service that forwards your email for you to a new account, and... i'm not getting any email. Which I know just ain't right. No way. I'm signed up to newsletters and things. I get them every day. I'm not getting job postings from either of the sites I'm signed up for. I'm not getting diddly-squat.
I have no idea how the hell I'm supposed to find a job when I can't connect to any of my job-finding search programs.
Also, cif.rochester.edu: Is it down? Is it gone? What the fuck? I can't check my mail there, and haven't been able to for two weeks now. The website doesn't come up. Nothing.
What the fuck is going on? Why can't I get that email? I get important emails at that account. I know they don't cancel your account when you graduate. But what the fuck? Is the server fucked up? Do they just not fucking care? What? Bastards.
I used that address to apply to a number of jobs. So, look at it this way:
for every 50 resumes I'm submitting, I'm getting one reply.
If I miss 2 replies because my FUCKING E-MAIL ADDRESS DOESN'T FUCKING WORK, that's 100 more resumes I have to send out to get the same result.
Seeing as it takes me ten minutes to apply to a job...
that's a lot of fucking time I'm losing because my FUCKING EMAIL DOESN"T FUCKING WORK.
see the frustration?>
Right. It hurts me, physically hurts me, to type on this keyboard, so i'm leaving now.

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downside: my world is pain.
upside: bought a modem for my own computer.
downside: nowhere to plug said modem into a phone.
upside: at least it's possible
downside: spent all day driving around to find a fucking Verizon store so fifi could fix her cellphone, and now have about an hour to clean out my room before Ann gets home and flips out that I'm putting my shit in her room while I remove it from my own.
upside: there's nofuckingwhere else for me to put my shit and she's been storing her shit in my room for 3 years now so reason is on my side in this debate.

just thought i'd try and reduce this all to goods and bads.
funny, even the goods are sort of bad.
my ear wants to explode and there's this tight line all across my face. might i have an ear infection? i don't know, but my world is pain.