Google SoB's - I show some teeth.

I am so incredibly incensed by the new blogger! I liked my old one, damn it! Even worse, I didn't even get a choice about upgrading.

These fuckers wouldn't let me into my old account when I typed in the CORRECT password, forcing me to switch to the newer Google-operated version. There is nothing (well...almost) I hate more than forced upgrades; Windows Media Player still doesn't have my forgiveness for the bitch move it pulled a month or so ago (a very similar circumstance, actually).

The best part is how much this damned website has jacked me around in just the simple act of logging on once. My account wouldn't let me log on at first, which I realized was because the site was chopping off the @yahoo.com in my e-mail address. Once that was dealt with, the bastards wouldn't accept my password again, making me reset it!!! AGAIN!!

I have nothing but hatred for Google's internet empire right now and will probably be smitten from on high by the censoring powers of conglomerate corporation!!!


Ok...ranting aside...that felt good, very cathartic.
I don't generally write in this form, but the poetic muse isn't really with me lately, so I'll just write a general updating sort of post. It's spring semester and I'm doing mad physics in classes. I'm probably at least a little behind in my studies - I've been a little distracted this semester; there are more important aspects of my life needing attention than books and business (not that I'm altogether ignoring those).

As most of my readership knows, I'm not a particularly smiley person; my face maintains a sort of neutral stoicism most of the time unless something extraordinary brightens things up. Amazingly enough, it's been a shining last few days - I haven't been able to wipe the grin off my face most of the time. I keep trying to, actually, because I don't want to be so excited - it can't be healthy to keep drifting of into daydreams. Anyway, you've no doubt been wondering what's got me all giddy, and it's really pretty simple and normal (perhaps one of the things I find so marvelous about it) - I'm going on a date next week! Woohoo!
I'm just really hoping it turns out well. I'm generally becoming more comfortable with myself, which should be helpful both on the date and in day-to-day life...I'm so glad for college right now.

I know this is beginning to grow into a very long entry, but I feel like going on...so read as you will. I have lately begun to wonder, flying high as I am, whether anyone else ever feels so momentarily happy and hopeful that they actually become terrified. This might be unique to me, or at least to people like me who are basically afraid of everything, but I can't help the feeling that when things feel this full of good potential, something's bound to go wrong. I can just hear a little voice in my head, sounding strangely like Gen or Rae (it varies), saying, "Stop trying to de-jinx it!"

It's all a part of the sinusoidal nature of happiness as a function of time. It might not be quite so measured and consistent as a sine wave, but no one can contest that there are ups and downs in life. Benji once told me that he never gets happy without thinking about how soon he'll be sad again; I thought that was the saddest thing in the world, but here I am talking about much the same thing. I don't really think I will suddenly drop into some Dante-esque chasm and all the sorrows of the world will rush from high concentration to low, filling my body with inescapable unhappiness; however, that's a pretty good way to put it into hyperbole. I have really high hopes right now, something that isn't much more common than me having a stupid grin on my face for no apparent reason, and I just keep wondering if they'll crush me, if they'll fall.

Cross your fingers, pray, or whatever - here's hoping (one more to the list).