so...shit happens, and then you catch up.
Okay, so it's...been a while.
Broke my laptop. When I shut off Sammy--my laptop--for the last time, I went to the bathroom afterwards. And the radio was about halfway through that one song that goes "it's time to say goodbye" or something like that. So it started playing right when I shut off Sammy one last time. lolorz
...Is what I'd like to say, but that was a week and a half ago. Got it fixed. The issue was the screen itself--I had pinched a connection somehow. Then YAY SAMMY LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...Is what I would have liked to say, but then I had no internet, and I couldn't do anything anyway. Finally Dad figured out that it was the time setting on my computer not matching up with the internet time, so the certificates didn't match up or some shit and i was deeeeenied!
...no yeah, that's about it. Except for having a pretty major spike in low self-esteem and self hatred, I'm doin' pretty good. My dad broke four ribs falling off the roof of the rental downtown to fix it after the flood, but...he's doing better. Still weird. But better. A bit happy of flexerol or howeverthehell you spell it.
SO yeah. I LIVE. What's up with you guys? Erm...any of you still alive? /hides behind a brick-strong bush
Broke my laptop. When I shut off Sammy--my laptop--for the last time, I went to the bathroom afterwards. And the radio was about halfway through that one song that goes "it's time to say goodbye" or something like that. So it started playing right when I shut off Sammy one last time. lolorz
...Is what I'd like to say, but that was a week and a half ago. Got it fixed. The issue was the screen itself--I had pinched a connection somehow. Then YAY SAMMY LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...Is what I would have liked to say, but then I had no internet, and I couldn't do anything anyway. Finally Dad figured out that it was the time setting on my computer not matching up with the internet time, so the certificates didn't match up or some shit and i was deeeeenied!
...no yeah, that's about it. Except for having a pretty major spike in low self-esteem and self hatred, I'm doin' pretty good. My dad broke four ribs falling off the roof of the rental downtown to fix it after the flood, but...he's doing better. Still weird. But better. A bit happy of flexerol or howeverthehell you spell it.
SO yeah. I LIVE. What's up with you guys? Erm...any of you still alive? /hides behind a brick-strong bush