…but it won’t work.
Fuck you universe, I’m going to cheer up whether you try and piss me off or not.
Headache (and 400mg of Ibuprofen / 1g paracetamol) not withstanding I’m starting to bounce back. Of course, to cheer me up I got an e-mail from Scan saying they can’t find the fault with the board. It would cost 20 quid for them to send it back. Given that a new equivalent board was 30 quid yesterday I told them thanks but no. Bastard thing. I hate PCs, did I mention that?
So, I’m actually relatively impressed with Scan, despite this. They seem to have done a fair RMA job – and I’ll accept that the fault was subtle enough to require the kind of testing that they’re not willing to subject it to. Next time though, anything I RMA will be stone-cold-dead.
So, I’m waiting for motherboards to be on their discount offer. *sigh*. It’s an expense I could well do without, but there y’go. The cookie has chosen to crumble this way and I’m all ready to stomp all over the cookie now.
I can’t do anything about my dissertation results. 67% is still 2:1 terratory, I just hope that the rest of my marks manage to keep things there. I’m really fucked off about it, but hell, they can stick it, collectively. I never got on with UWE; I never understood what they wanted in the nursing course and I guess it shows. I’m still a fucking good nurse, although I could do without nursing this headache today.
In a few minutes I’ll go get changed and head off for another exciting day of being treated like a child; assuming micro-management-nurse is still on. *sighs*. Some people should not be allowed minions. Of course, it saves me actually thinking for myself at all.
I will, however, need to check – tomorrow – where the fuck the clutch I ordered is. It’s taken nearly a week. How long can it take to get me some parts? I want Cherry back on the road *now* god damn it. I’ll also be mailing my vaccination results in; they took their own sweet time arriving, but now they’re here… Yeah. I’ll drop them off to A&SP NHS T – hopefully then we can start getting this job – and more urgently – house situation sorted. Sadly, it means more days without my PC, more days without my music, on the other hand I probably get more done. Only, I’ve got quite used to surfing on my little lapytopy, so, yeah, back to normal on that front.
So. Yes. See, I bounce world. Like a fracking ping-pong-ball. So Screw you.
