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New userpic. Why not.

There's an 'issue' with my rent, and apparently at least one person in the front office feels I'm $59 behind. The curt letter taped to my door when I got back last night left me in a positively venomous mood; such is why I failed to appear on SMT last night. I vented some of it slaughtering bears, boars, panthers, and yetis near Kharanos. The rest is stockpiled, because I've officially had enough of this BS.

Maybe they'll finally give me the keys to my new apartment. If I don't get keys today, I've got to start making phone calls to put the moving crew volunteers/draftees on hold for yet another week... which would drop my move on the weekend of my nephew's birthday party. That would NOT please me. Not at all.

The whole mess is putting me very much in danger of the infamous 'ME Meltdown', which is what prompted the new icon. I'm expecting it's going to get a lot of use over the next couple days. I'm drowning in the chaos. I'm trying to stay upbeat, but it's getting harder with each passing day and I'm painfully aware that I'm floundering.

Screams in the Void

... *snerk* Sounds like a Scandinavian thrash metal band. Anyway...

I... I am absolutely certifiable tonight. My move date has been postponed AGAIN, and now I'm looking at early November. I should note at this point that my initial move date was back in September, and that this is the FOURTH time I've been pushed back. I'm losing my mind, here.

You wanted to print that? I thought you wanted it deleted. Um... oops?

So everything's been put on hold again, and I'm still flying this f'ing holding pattern and generally losing my mind. Another two weeks rattling around like a marble in a bowling ball bag. Right now I'm laughing, but I know it'll end in tears.

Um... I know you had a printer, but now I can't find it. Can I just save this to disk?

I'm going to fire up some sort of game where I can maim the snot out of things for a bit. I've got to vent some of this or the nightmares will return, and I don't think I can handle that on top of the load I'm carrying now.

Windows Error: The folder you requested, Desktop, is locked by another process.
Would you like to (A)bort, (R)etry, or (S)cream?

BSoD

*thud*