Anna

( In which I try to fix a friend's computer. Cut for rage and hatred. )

In the end, no, I didn't fix the other person's computer. I scribbled down some possible things to try and left them to fix it themselves. Knowing them, they won't be able to do it. But it's not my problem, and I do not want to waste any more energy banging my head against the wall. Yay, you all get a rant from me instead. There's no way I'm ever going to get into tech support professionally, not a fucking chance.

ETA: I hate that I get so angry and so frustrated over this stuff. I have a problem with this attitude, I really do. This shit does not matter, it is not my problem (unless they make it my problem, of course) so why do I care about it so much? Stepping back is hard enough normally, but when I'm trying to focus on one thing and am being hounded by another, maintaining a mindset as a third preoccupation is nigh-impossible. I am NOT a multitasker. So if you're about to lose your shit at me over this, save it. I'm having enough problems talking myself down as it is, and you would not be helping, not one bit.

I would very much appreciate constructive responses, though.

Final verdict? I want some alcohol, and I want someone halfway intelligent to share it with. :(

Just got back from a day up in town. It's after 3pm right now - I haven't slept since about 8pm last night, and am currently in the middle of a caffeine crash. My bed, just to my right, is begging me to come lie down.

If I do that, however, I'm going to fall asleep and not wake up again till about 7 or 8pm, and the cycle will continue, which I don't want. Instead, I'm going to write this in an effort to keep my mind moving and see how long I last. I'm not sure if I'll make it, but I want to try and get to eight or nine o'clock before hitting the sack.

So, what shall I write about? I'm tempted to bitch about several different things, but that will only make me angry and I'll exhaust what little mental energy I have left. And I'm tempted to drop all this and draw, but if I do that I'll probably eventually lie down on my bed (where I'm most comfortable drawing) and fall asleep.

So... um... I actually don't know what to talk about. Whatever comes to my mind, I guess. Something that isn't self-analytical, because it'll likely wind up making me depressed.

Goddammit, I can't think of something. And I really want to go to sleep BUT I CANNOT.

(I would play Left 4 Dead if my fucking internet was working properly.)

Oh well. Maybe I'll just walk away from the computer for a bit. Actually, no I won't. I'll just struggle with Steam for a bit. Or, maybe someone reading this could suggest a discussion topic. :3

If I don't reply within four to six hours from now, I probably gave in and fell asleep.