I just wanted to put a brief note out there. I understand fully that it’s small consolation and probably no help at all. But guys, no matter what you’re going through, no matter how scared the day’s politics and chaos makes you, you are not alone. I love you. I don’t know you, but I love you, and I’m here if you ever need someone to talk to. You know how to email me. All I ask is you are there for someone else in turn, because no one wants to be left in the dark.
I will start off by saying, “College is f*cking weird.” Between trying to keep financial loans, trying to keep a roof over one’s head, and the actual studying thereof, I’ve discovered that I may not know how to breathe! And that was only the first two semesters. Continue reading
So I’ve been doing a lot of that, lately. Yeah… I’m a nerd. No judgement allowed. And with this, we shall introduce my Gamer Group! Continue reading
So I’m sure you’ve already heard at least a brief mention of the nationwide outage for Cricket wireless. Literally hundreds of annoyed customers are ranting on social media about it, indignant and inconvenienced by the loss. Personally, I was about two seconds away from being convinced of an impending apocalypse before I found out what actually happened.
The truth isn’t nearly as dramatic, of course, but Cricket really needs to get their shit together. Either fix the problem immediately or figure out a way to compensate your customers, people, because otherwise you’re seriously going to lose a ton of money from this.
This sort of catastrophe is a company ending deal. In fact, businesses have gone belly up for less, and I’m not even exaggerating. Seriously, they may as well just rename the company The Titanic.
Regardless, the information provided by the company on this incident is rather limited, their press releases vague and unhelpful, their efforts to solve the issue in all appearances nonexistent. I’m not impressed.
However, my feelings on the matter can be summed up in four simple words,
“What the fuck, Cricket?”
Well it’s fixed now, but I’m not sure if I have to look forward to repeat performances…
So I’ve decided I’m gonna work on the blog, change things up in honor of the new year. Look forward to it!
Well. Milla – my EX – and
her lying sack of a dick wad Lupo are no longer living with us. Oberyn is still a permanent fixture, to my chagrin some days. Also, we have two new roommates, Lord Aradonn of Falconrose and his lady consort, the Sagess. Both are old friends of the family and quite welcome- even if, occasionally, one of us wants to throttle either one of them (*cough*Aine*cough*). Continue reading
Quick intro for our newest roommate Oberyn. He’s a bit on the insecure side, but he’s got a good heart and hey! He plays Magic!
FYI- Milla and Lupo aren’t dating anymore. Now she’s dating Oberyn and myself. XD
I know what you thought
That rainy day
When I told you not to ever contact me again
“She doesn’t mean it”
“She’ll come crawling back”
Because I’d done it before
To other people that mean so much more Continue reading
Alas, Phoenix is no longer with us. Relax, nobody died. Actually, my dear little brother moved back to Texas, by train (I’m so jealous, that pain in the ass little-), to tend to my aunt in her final year. You’ll be missed, Phoenix!
Firstly, I’d like to express my overwhelming love for all things coffee-related, as well as my appreciation for anyone that facilitates my addiction to said caffeinated beverages. I can’t truly impress upon you my love and devotion, as I am a creature of habit and lack of adequately descriptive wording. The simple fact that you provide for me these most divine nectars in exchange for over-valued paper and metal medium brings me more joy than anything else.
When making coffee for your precious and sustaining consumers, please do try to recall that unhealthy things like spoiled milk, when mixed with coffee, is still very obvious. Serving such unhealthy substance will, inevitably, inhibit customers from returning to your stores. Do please see to it that in the future, you ensure such a thing will not happen, so as not to lose this regretful lady to Starbucks indefinitely.
Thank you. Sincerely yours,
A concerned writer.