The Not Happy Thread

The MS Office licence I got through my previous workplace has finally expired. I don't think the licence at my new workplace allows me to use MS Word on my personal laptop.

So I now have to pay for MS Word, or use Libre and hope there are no compatibility issues with track changes and comments. The latter is too risky when dealing with agents and editors. Dammit.

 

Try Kingsoft, it is just about the equivalent of Word and you can get it for free. The suite comes with Writer, Presentation, and Spreadsheet. It is not as flashy as word, but
it works exactly the same.

 

Maybe wait until you have a contract in hand? But even before that--I agree. You need Word. It sucks that it costs a lot, but there are some expenses you just have to accept.

 

A random facebook community that I started, with virtually no content, has more likes/followers than the blog I started a year ago and pay to keep up.

Need to start advertising the blog on the Facebook page....

 

Can you afford Youtube advertising? That's very effective.

 

Not worth it at the moment. The blog is just a hobby/platform building thing, but I don't have enough content on it ATM to make it worth actively promoting. I just found it weird that I came up with* a moderately interesting page title and created a Facebook group for it, and now people** are finding it on their own, people that aren't friends or even friends of friends. It was a random whim, dammit.

*I googled the phrase and there was only one instance of it being used before, on a forum in 2008 or so, by a member who no longer seems to be active. It's mine now, I think.

**only six people, to tell the truth, but that's five more than are following my blog, and the one who is is a friend from here.

ETA: And I'm deliberately not mentioning the page name because this isn't an attempt to drum up traffic for it, it's just a random gripe.

 

as i said on the happy thread. University has been a bit of a sh*t cart recently here's why:
- Failed two of my three units last semester
- Got a Unacceptable Academic Practise mark on the third
- spent nigh on a month trying to sort it out to only find that i'd improperly referenceds (which could have been resolved in a couple of days, not three friggen weeks)
- found out one of my lecturers was a total dick from the whole situation (and one i'd previously disliked i grew to like because she was trying to help us)
- the prospect(read: fact) i'm going to have to repeat second year.
- not looking forward to repeating second year
- wanting to quit, but knowing i'm this far into it, it would be pointless to drop out now.
-second semester really not going to plan much either.

heres the only thing that was kinda good from uni:
- got to network with fellow women in tech from around the UK in the Lovelace Colloquium, and was able to present a poster there (and met Dr Sue Black OBE - go google her, she's awesome)

 

And you can offset the expense against tax.

 

I'm sick of my mum thinking I don't care about what I'm talking about if I'm not crying about it. I'm sick of the fact that if I do get emotional for her to see, she then has to feel awful, like it's her fault, instead of just listening to what I have to say, the way she expects people to listen to her because she's visibly upset.

I'm sick of her thinking I like anyone just because I don't think they're the devil incarnate, and I have a realistic idea of why people do bad things (which is more complicated than "they're evil"). I'm sick of her not just accusing me of liking such a person, but actually taking for granted that we both know that I love them and think they're perfect, which is the only reason I could possibly have anything to say on the matter, and then yelling at me about how awful that person is, because she's decided that I'm wilfully blind. I'm sick of the iceberg of bullshit below these stupid arguments.

I'm sick of my mum being emotionally warped and expecting everyone else to be, to fit her warped worldview. She's too smart for this and I swear to god, hormones are stewing her brain. I don't know how to talk to her anymore, I can't make her get the help she needs, and I just start to wish I could actually care as little as she seems to think I do.

 

Fur-children in danger is one thing I cannot stand!
Hang in there, mate.

 

Kimmy! NOOOOO!!

<grabs senzu beans and health potions> Here, Kimsters. This'll make you feel better, pup.

 

@big soft moose
*hugs*
I can't say anything else.

 

Jesus Christ... <hugs you tightly>

 

Very sorry to hear this @big soft moose, a pet who is ill is one of the worst feelings in the world.

 

Holding up hope.

 

So sorry, moose. My boy died of bladder cancer last year--it's one of those things that takes them so suddenly and swiftly.

 

<hugs you tightly>

I'm so, so sorry my friend. I know how it feels to lose a pet. It's like losing your very own lovable, furry child.

If you ever need to talk, we're all here for you.

 

I'm really sorry. You did the right thing to reduce her suffering. The rose is an excellent idea—a living thing that will carry her on for you.

 

Sorry to hear that, Moose. You don't have to explain a thing. My Lee Lee is my child and a person in every way that matters. I feel your loss.

 

So sorry.

One of the world's greatest injustices, I think. It's just not fair that we can love them so much when their lives are so short.

 

Sorry to hear, Moose. Condolences.

 

Hugs, @big soft moose. Find some sad songs and sing them for her.