Currents of Time

Former coworker of mine, can't remember if I ever said much about her. She was nice enough, her husband was sketchy as fuck, the entire department thought something was going on with him. But she was always setting sick or hurting herself in weird ways, and eventually she really hurt her shoulder, supposedly at work but there was no proof of it, and she was told she'd have to get a doctor's note and stuff. And so she stopped showing up and got fired, and she called a while later to ask if she still had a job, and then they came in a few times and got busted for shoplifting but it was little enough that they didn't get in super big trouble for it. And eventually she got a job at another grocery store. And she seemed to like it there, but then she was complaining about stomach problems and then she was missing work aaaaand then she just kinda fell off the face of the planet.


UNTIL TODAY.


When this happened.

It is probably not what you (and most of the rest of us) suspected.




Sooo, yeah. It is fucking weird seeing the mug shots of people you know on the evening news, I tell you what. o__O


They have a kid, too, who's a total sweetheart. I hope he's okay.



Anyway, I owe DW some attention, I'll try to get to it this weekend. Been super busy lately.

Noobism threads always make me laugh. :D

Sometimes I relate to them, but mostly I'm glad I managed to avoid some of the really stupid mistakes (or, er, it could be that I've still not realized some of my own? I suppose that is entirely possible).


Also, best poll ever. why does /ninja always win?



ENTIRE PURPOSE OF THIS ENTRY? OMG! MY INTERNET IS STARTING TO FULLY WORK AGAIN! LOOK, I CAN ACCESS ALLAKHAZAM!

Fanfiction.net is back, too.

It still cuts me out occasionally, but it's generally much rarer (which is to say, it is not every thirty seconds).

I was talking to someone last night and it occurred to me, the cut out thing started about the time I started the SH/TF crossover, and it went away completely for the day or so that I spent writing the beginning and the end (that is, the time spent outside of or leaving the town), and now that I've almost entirely finished, it is fading away all together.

Freaky coincidence?


Well, I hope so, anyway.

So I am not dead. Hooray! Actually, it went far better than I was expecting it to! Also, I was given a really nice letter after the meeting that was supposed to have been mailed but obviously never was. It's been a while since I've received a real letter, and this one was really... heartfelt, I guess.

It was fairly touching, but at the same time, a bit upsetting. A lot of it was apologies for behavior from three years ago, and none of it was even anything I'd held a grudge against. It is a very... strange situation, but not one I can be at all upset about. I suspect at least one person would be upset at me, knowing I was associating with her again, but honestly I'd be hard pressed to care less. It was also a bit disconcerting to discover she seemed to have been under the impression that I may have been angry with her (similar to what I'd been thinking in regards to her).


My brother likes to play Grand Theft Auto. He also likes to mod his games, and in one of them - San Andreas, perhaps - he's started to go in and replace all the old and boring cars he never uses with sports cars and super cars. He's thrown in, among other things, some model of Porsche (he couldn't remember what) and the Lamborghini Gallardo (and perhaps the Murciélago? Maybe he only considered that one). He's also got the Toyota Supra in there. He has also modified those mods.

Mostly the Lambo, though. He wanted faster, so he went in and changed the top speed to 2000 kph with 150 acceleration. He then went to take it to the airport to test it out, but discovered that the car couldn't keep up with the acceleration. So then he altered the traction - only in the wrong direction! So the car barely moved at all.

Because obviously the solution to too much acceleration is not to cut the acceleration but to boost the traction.

He got it right eventually, with maxed out traction... and so of course he then bumped the acceleration up to 300 because obviously what else would you do? He went on about the insane speed and power he had in that car, and I told him he was starting to remind me a bit of Jeremy Clarkson and asked him if he'd considered getting a Ford GT mod, or perhaps a Bugatti Veyron.


Saw Transformers again this evening while Dad went to the new Harry Potter (he was unimpressed). I hadn't noticed before, but when Jazz goes to revert to vehicle mode, it struck me as another G1 throwback, with him diving at the pavement and folding his arms under. Not sure, though, might've been making it up in my head. Also, I am still oddly enamoured with the little whirly-clicky sound Ratchet makes as he transformers. I couldn't tell you why even if my life depended on it.

Transformers: The Game > Me

It's more frustrating than fun at this point. I think I'm going to just drive around and blow things up forever instead of ever beating it! (It would be less frustrating if they didn't insist on reminding you of what you're supposed to be doing every single time you have to restart the mission and if you didn't get knocked halfway across the map whenever anything hits you.)

I tried tackling the Decepticons, and Scorponok is... so, so fun, but the missions are still ridiculously annoying. Timed missions are horrible. They need to not exist.

It's actually very disappointing, that this game is so not fun. It should've been better, really. (The TFWIRE people have a "better" review in episode 92, if you're desperately curious as to what all is wrong with it.)


In a surreal twist of events, I got a phone call this evening! The fact that someone called me was bizarre enough, but it was a friend (old friend? Former friend? I don't even know) that I haven't heard from or seen in almost four years. We're going to try and get together on Tuesday. I mean, our mothers still talk, so I know mostly how she's been. It's still pretty weird. Cool. Surprising.

I'm pretty happy about it. :D

And nervous.

Edit:
MY BROTHER'S KEYBOARD IS POSSESSED.

Though I feel a bit of an idiot for asking about the cat again. I recognized the first symbol he sent at me as Japanese, but it didn't sink in at first that it's the character for the sound "no." Whoops.