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Well, the main computer is really crapping itself. Mum still refuses to let me bring in help, mainly to rescue Paul's pride or something, but I mean - I think Paul would agree that someone that works with computers more than him to the point where they're employed in it and stuff would be able to help us not only quickly, but efficiently. I guess I hate waiting around for them to fuck their way into the solution when someone else could do the fucking much quicker. Ya know? God bless ém, but I'm stressed. And I hate typing on this laptop cause it puts umlauts and dashes on top of my letters when I don't want it to!

I would be editing my story one final time, but the computer is dieded. So, I'll be recording music all day today. Again. Or trying to. I'm madly trying to find a plugin that gives a voice or an instrument that nice teckonogical 'scattered' sound, you know, where it's like "Ah-ah-ah-ahhh." Or something like that. What would that be called even? Who knows, all I know is that I WANTS it for this song of mine. Which, I just don't have the equipment and software needed to do this right, it's breaking my heart. And the harmony is fucking tricky for the chorus. I had to do an ascending melody in Bb, didn't I?! Fucking smart arse.

Mum's been telling me that I swear too much lately. Tell me something I don't fucking well know.

I better fuck off anyway. I shouldn't bore you all shitless with my tech problems. I'd rather be boring you with my fascinating fic and lovely pictures of me that I took the other day and brand new websites that I should be designing, but I can't. Can't can't can't. It's driving me up the wall.

I have to go to Centrelink today, and then stop by PVS Workfind and drop off my Doctor's Certificate. *le sigh* Yay. I've had no sleep, mainly cause I woke up severely depressed. I figured that I have been unwittingly taking less and less antidepressents over the past two weeks. Mainly because taking my antibiotics interrupted my rhythm and confused me. Now that they're over and done with I can get back to taking my pills properly. I took a whole blessed white nugget of happiness yesterday, and for the first time in DAYS, I feel human again. I thought it was seeing RotK that sent me off into the depression, and while the crying no doubt triggered something off, it was my lack of serotonin that had me with the black black moods of death and despair. I'm just glad I have a pill to help with that. Once upon a time, people didn't have any of that. How awful that must have been :(. Oh well. I guess they did things like cut off their ears and make major works of art. *nods* Lord knows in my days of depression I wrote a really nice song. :T Give and take I guess.

Okay I'm really going this time. I'm downing the coffee, and I'm going to mentally prepare myself for going into Fremantle to face the Tool of the Devil. I mean Centrelink. To wreck or ruin!

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Mum's been telling me that I swear too much lately. Tell me something I don't fucking well know.

You? Nahhhh. I'm shocked. Really. *hugs you*