The Not Happy Thread

Is there any other kind?

 

If there is, I don't want to know about it!!

 

My blisters have blisters, but today was an awesome day. Wait, this is the not happy thread....uh....oh, I couldn't pet a bumblebee today.

 

LOL J-dub!!

 

Oh God of Hell...

It's Thursday afternoon here.

Thursday is trash pickup day round here. So Tuesday night, I did a fridge/freezer cleanout of all the stuff that was about to either demand voting rights or get the attention of whatever the CDC's version of a NEST Team is, put it all in the kitchen bin, to be taken out Wednesday evening.

Yes, I did forget, thank you for asking.

Next trash day is Monday (Sunday night).

 

You better get those ballot papers printed then.

 

You get two trash pickups per week? Wow!

 

Fancy! I have to drive mine to the dump myself.

 

Yeah, it's part of the "wonderful small" lifestyle. You aren't allowed to leave your trash out before 9pm on the day prior to pickup, but even at two a week we end up with an unsightly sealed bag or two in the kitchen on a regular basis.

 

Neighbors were moving and couldn't take their washer and dryer, so they gave them to us. They were newer than our washer and dryer, so I put ours up on the Facebook market to sell. Took them forever to sell, got frustrated with them taking up space in the kitchen, so finally took a low offer and just got rid of the things.
One week later, the new washer stops working. ONE. WEEK. Haven't had the time to call the company's troubleshooting number yet, but something's gotta be done soon, or my kid will be going to school next week in dirty uniforms.
rarahrlhalerhswrhadsrsfsdf.

 

A dark skulking figure lopes from deep cover to cover, careful to avoid the pesky pools of light littering the cityscape, while lugging something in a heavy bag slung over its back. The bag moves but the figure placates it by dropping the bag and giving it a swift martial arts kick before hefting the bag again.

Eventually, it spies its quarry, the local sushi restaurant's industrial garbage bin. After the figure stealthily sidles up to the bin, a curse emanates from its lips remarkably sounding like the voice of one @Iain Aschendale followed by "It didn't have a lock on it last week!"

Alas, the figure is going to have sleepless nights protecting the neighbourhood from the monstrosity lurking in the bag until reinforcements arrive next Monday.

 

Voted. Oh...wait.

 

What, you voted for the other guy? Seriously, he's a nobody! I'm broken, crushed and will never write again. Wait, why's everybody cheering?

 

Vote as.... oh, wrong thread!

 

Went to Citizen's Advice about the HAPS situation...

• The bad news: I am essentially fucked on this property. Whilst the law is on my side, it would likely make things ugly between me and the landlord. As it's their property, they could make my life hell, and/or evict me. That, and courts/hearings etc is really not something I want to deal with again.

• The 'good news': I can look for other accommodation either private (if they will accept HAPS) or with a specific group/charity. If I go for the group/charity option I have a secure tenancy and will likely pay very little in rent, as HAPS would cover the majority.

• The middle option: Call the landlord's bluff and say "I won't accept your rental increase, because you won't take HAPS". I can't see that going well, it's kinda confrontational, and I avoid such things wherever possible.

 

Wore a white shirt while juicing beets.

 

Hmm...I think I may know a solution to prevent this
from happening.



Disposable, and also handy for finger paintin'.

That sucks that you stained your shirt though.

 

It's okay, now I can look like a murderer without going through the actual trouble of dismembering anyone.

 

A wise decision. Also saves on court costs and time in the slammer.

 

So, I'm making a picture of someone for a family tree of characters on an online game (https://www.dolldivine.com/princess-maker.php, so you know what I'm talking about) and I was making an ornate cloak using little drag-and-drop bits. Then, after I'd almost finished said cloak and was about to move on to other time-consuming details, I realised I'd forgotten to add some stuff to her bodice, which I couldn't reach without getting rid of the cloak. So, if I wasn't a perfectionist to a ridiculous degree and if I hadn't woken up at five in the evening and therefore actually achieved something today, I'd probably have let it go. But, I am a perfectionist and I hadn't achieved anything, so I had no choice but to clear all the drag-and-drop stuff from the doll, therefore deleting about three and a half hours' work, and this should technically be a First World Whinge but three and a half hours!

EDIT: Stayed up all night. Worth it. Queen Irina of Cavallia:

Spoiler: For Size

 

My Dad has been taken by ambulance to hospital. He's suffered a stroke and his dialysis has stopped working due to an infection in the peritoneum. To top it all, I'm in a different country and the VOIP phone I rely on for a home phone has crapped out (released the magic blue smoke earlier today) and I can only get a replacement on Monday. I'm reduced to VERY patchy mobile service to tell whether or not I have to make a beeline for the overseas terminal for a flight over there. Why are things never simple?

 

Quick! - Freezer!

 

You're hired!

 

Gohd, my brane hurts!

I just wanna unscrew myeballs like light bulbs.