oxfordtweed: Nicholas Angel on the phone with text on the bottom reading 'Can't talk now... I'm moving to Wales.' (Nicholas - Wales)
There's a Sherlock comm I joined in lieu of another comm being completely batshit.

And I don't think I can handle this one, either. It seems like it would be a really nice place, if not for the fact that my F-list gets spammed with about 20 posts a day by the same person offering downloads for stuff that you can find anywhere else. This person, with whom I have actually come into contact in a different fandom, and didn't much like them there either, has even stated that she's aware people may find this annoying.

AND SHE'S STILL DOING IT.



I had to take it off my F-list. Because what used to be a quick run-through of my F-list has now turned into a four-page ordeal. Guh.

Fuck

Mar. 15th, 2011 05:41 am
oxfordtweed: Harold Chasen covered in blood and wretching violently (Wretch - Harold)
I was just standing outside, looking at the stars, as one does when it's dark and there's nothing else to do. Out of my peripheral, I spotted my annoyingly chatty neighbour. Well, ex-neighbour. He was evicted a few months ago, but he still hangs around for some reason. Not terribly sure that he's allowed to, but this building is kind of a bit... iffy.

Soon as I saw him, I ducked back inside and locked the door, having no desire to be hugged by someone who reeks of marijuana, or be talked to in circles for the next 40 minutes. I don't care what he does for a living. I don't care that his lady left him. I don't care about him. He annoys me and scares me. Also, he reeks of marijuana. I think I said that already, but that's reason enough to wish to avoid close contact with him.

He saw me. I know he did, because he's knocking at my door. And won't go away. I'd call the cops again, but he always manages to fuck off before they get here. So now I'm just ignoring him yelling through my door at not-even-six-in-the-morning.

GO AWAY, EX-NEIGHBOUR PERSON. I DO NOT LIKE YOU.

Fuck

Mar. 15th, 2011 05:41 am
oxfordtweed: Tony Fisher looking confused at something (Wot? - Tony)
I was just standing outside, looking at the stars, as one does when it's dark and there's nothing else to do. Out of my peripheral, I spotted my annoyingly chatty neighbour. Well, ex-neighbour. He was evicted a few months ago, but he still hangs around for some reason. Not terribly sure that he's allowed to, but this building is kind of a bit... iffy.

Soon as I saw him, I ducked back inside and locked the door, having no desire to be hugged by someone who reeks of marijuana, or be talked to in circles for the next 40 minutes. I don't care what he does for a living. I don't care that his lady left him. I don't care about him. He annoys me and scares me. Also, he reeks of marijuana. I think I said that already, but that's reason enough to wish to avoid close contact with him.

He saw me. I know he did, because he's knocking at my door. And won't go away. I'd call the cops again, but he always manages to fuck off before they get here. So now I'm just ignoring him yelling through my door at not-even-six-in-the-morning.

GO AWAY, EX-NEIGHBOUR PERSON. I DO NOT LIKE YOU.

Arglefuck

Mar. 10th, 2011 11:57 pm
oxfordtweed: (Donovan - Human Eyes)

So, no one bothered to communicate that Joe got off work at 11:30, rather than 7:30. So it's midnight. And we're on our way to Henderson.

Yep.

Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.

Fuck it

Feb. 24th, 2011 04:59 pm
oxfordtweed: (Joyce - FASCIST!)
Going to Best Buy. Getting a mouse that doesn't randomly disconnect when it feels like it. Track pads are evil, and mine is the worst of a bad lot.
oxfordtweed: (Bernard - Facepalm)
Why can I not comment without being told that my submission form is invalid? No, I did not log out, log in, nor leave the comment open for too long. I'm fairly certain that the 10 seconds in which it took me to write the comment was too short a time to have done either of these, with how slow your load times have been lately.

Seriously, LJ. Quit being a dick. I already have to deal with you white screening on me every third comment. At least I've figured out how to avoid double posts with that one, BUT STILL.


I hate you sometimes, LJ. The only reason I'm not on DW, is because DW doesn't have much traffic, and my F-list is fairly stagnant.

*SIGH*

Feb. 12th, 2011 12:31 pm
oxfordtweed: (Dr Who - Internet Burns)
Okay, seriously. I'm about this close to just giving up and doing a proper upgrade on the computer. It means I'll have to fucking reinstall EVERYTHING, and probably get a new license for SAI (damnit), but I am so sick of this thing playing up. Seriously, I'd love to know what Ryan does on this thing to get it so fucked up.

I know this thing can be salvaged, and aside from the glaring security issues, it's still in pretty good nick. I don't want to get something new already, when I just got a new laptop last month. That would just feel like over-indulgence. D:
oxfordtweed: (Hateful - Sherlock)
Yes, it is cold here, in Portland. Do you know how I know that it's cold? In Portland?

Because, believe it or not, this is a rather subjective matter. So, while 56° with 90% is warm for you, dear mother, please bear in mind that since 2006, I have been living in the middle of the damn Mojave desert, where there is never that much humidity EVER, which does not leave so much damn cold, moist air hanging about to just bore into my poor, arthritic bones.

So, yes. While the raw data on the internet has been saying that lately, Vegas has been consistently about 20° colder, it's also had no more than 30% humidity. Believe it or not, this makes the air seem warmer than what you have here in this god forsaken rain forest. I am not used to this much humidity, and I do not like it.

So, no. I will not be going outside to have a bonfire, in the dark, with wet all over everything. I will be staying indoors, next to the heater, and watching Sherlock on your massively huge hi-def television set.

Really?

Dec. 13th, 2010 03:19 pm
oxfordtweed: Shaun Riley grimly mimes shooting himself in the head. (Shaun - BANG)
And and update on the builders.

They're now right above us. Ryan woke up about 15 minutes ago from it, which now means that I get to spend the next five hours being grumped at, because he refuses to go stay with a mate until they're done.

Now he's even grumping at me for posting to my blog.


It gets better, though. I went up to ask how long it's all going to last, and the one dude up in that unit doesn't speak English. So, I've no idea how long they're going to be up there. I think I'm going to go talk to the office about that, and possibly moving into a larger unit.

eurrrrrrgh

Dec. 8th, 2010 09:23 pm
oxfordtweed: (Watson - WTF)
At this moment, I have 185 gigabytes worth of assorted data to back-up. I have 30 DVDs remaining, which have been failing at a rate of about 1/3, so I realistically have probably closer to 20 DVDs. I really hate having to pick and choose what I want to save. And even without such a huge fail rate, I'd still need about ten more than I have.

As of this typing, I have been working at backing stuff up for about 13 hours. Maintaining the rate I've been going today, I can probably finish sometime around probably 2:00-3:00 tomorrow afternoon. And then I get to completely to a full system reformat, which hopefully does not just catastrophically fail.

I want my email back. I want my sound back. I want to get out of fucking safe mode and away from 800x600 resolution. I want this thing to stop shitting all over itself every time I ask it to do anything beyond opening Firefox (which is, apparently, even occasionally too much to ask).

I need to go to bed.
oxfordtweed: (Default)
So. I was never able to get Windows 7 installed. Twice, I went through the process, and twice, it aborted itself halfway through. So, I'm still running Vista.

Annoyingly, I can get into the 'extra' login on the computer, and everything works just fine. The main one, though. Somehow fucked. It blue screens, and freezes, and is trying to give me an aneurysm or something.

Luckily, the second login on the computer is able to do everything except run Trillian or Thunderbird, for reasons I am not even going to begin to try to fathom. It can, however, run virus and malware scans, which is what I've spent the day doing so far. And since I can't run Trillian or Thunderbird, there's very little reason to actually be on the computer. So, my day has been spent largely listening to the Velvets and giving the kitchen a good, deep scrub. The kitchen looks fucking amazing, now. I don't think it's been this shiny since we moved in. I'll probably move onto the bathroom next, depending on how long this system scan takes, and whether or not I'm able to get into the main account afterward. If it is, fantastic! I'll make myself some cucumber sandwiches and spend the rest of the evening pretending to be a vegetable in front of the computer.

If it doesn't work, then.... well, I have a plan. It's a terrible, annoying plan and I loathe to do it, but it's so far the only other plan I have.

I've determined that the issue with installing Windows 7 lies with the install disc I have. There's a flaw, small but visible, in the inner third of the disc. I cannot afford to purchase a copy, because I need to fix the Xbox, which will cost just as much. I do, however, have the means by which to burn every single fucking file I have to DVD, and perform a full system wipe and reinstall. I don't want to do this. It's a nightmare, and I really, really, really don't want to go through the hassle of putting everything BACK onto the computer when I'm done. But, whatever. If I have to, I will.

If I'm not online by tomorrow, this is exactly what's happening.



Also, it would appear that the kitchen tap is now dripping. FANTASTIC.
oxfordtweed: Movie!verse Arthur Dent looking annoyed, with text reading 'Irked' on the upper right (Irked - Arthur)
If yesterday sucked, today is shaping up to be the worst.

First, the Xbox red-ringed AGAIN. It's also out of warranty now, so that's $120 to get it fixed. GRAH.

While that was being a dick, the computer froze up on me, so I restarted. Now I can't boot back into Windows. Every time I try, I get a fucking BSOD. I managed once to get into Windows, only to get a pop-up telling me that an unauthorised change has been made to the OS, and that I'm no longer allowed to use it.

Uhm, what?

Luckily, I have Ubuntu. I don't really like it, but it works until I can reinstall everything. I might just say fuck it and upgrade to 7, since I've got discs for that somewhere around here. I don't much like 7 either, but it's better than Ubuntu.

I'm very annoyed. I can't get to anything I NEED, because Ubuntu doesn't like Microsoft files.



Not happy.



ETA: This will likely affect RP, since I haven't got the proper email addresses set up on this system. I think this affects specifically Ford Prefect, Gus Dickinson, Travis Martin, and Penn.
oxfordtweed: (Harold - Bwuh?)
So, [livejournal.com profile] glam_jam and I are sitting here, watching back episodes of Bullshit, and there's a strange sound coming from... somewhere. We couldn't figure out where, until after a few moments.

It was the fire alarm. Some kids pulled it.

We just spent about a half hour standing outside, waiting for the fire department to come turn the damn thing off. And as a testament to how jaded this entire building is to this kind of crap, there close to 100 units in this building. There were maybe 15 people out there. And most of us were just standing out in the corridor. Clearly, the building was not on fire, so no one wanted to walk down the stairs to the car park.

Weird Loud Guy's mum poked her head out about 20 minutes into the whole thing before going back to bed. I'm fairly sure that Rich slept through the whole thing as well.


I wouldn't be surprised if the kids come back and pull it again.
oxfordtweed: Movie!verse Arthur Dent looking annoyed, with text reading 'Irked' on the upper right (Arthur - Irked)
Goddamnit. Someone sold my email address to a mailing list. And I'm fairly certain I know who it was, too.

I only use this email address for PayPal and my comic shop mailing list. In the last hour, I've gotten about ten spam messages sent to that address.

D:<

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