Crashed Out

It's been a gawd-awful last couple of days with a lot of things failing me miserably.

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I guess it was about time - for me to fall desperately ill. And when I say desperately, what I mean is the high fever till ya toes turn purple type and your glands swelling and throbbing as tho one is on ectasy pills or something of that sort.

And no - I did not overdose on CNY cookies and tidbits, nor touched any mandarin oranges. In fact - I stayed away from them consciously! Goes to show that the body has a different way of thinking and working against ya.

So yeah, I have been dreadfully ill, still am and well.. you're welcome to poke at the gland if you see me.

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I woke up Sunday morning only to find that my notebok had died on me for no apparent reason. I tell you - I always had my suspicions about the bears that I live with, and the missing System32 file overnight only goes to prove my theory right! How can a file go missing just like that?! Not to say that I muck around with my system files at all! And no - I don't download porn so there is no likelihood of a virus coming in from that door.

Anyways, 48 hours without my notebook, suffice to say, left my hands trembling, my mind reeling and my nerves a complete wreck. Throw into that mix a bunch of numbnuts at the HP Helpdesk and my week of woes is complete.

My return here is only made possible by 1) The Garlic Boy from work who was kind enough to reformat and reinstall Windows for me, 2) The Bear who stopped me from systematically push parked motorbikes over along the pavement while I raged and 3) The nice boy from the HP Service Centre who sorted it all out in under 5 minutes. Oh and let's not forget the nice people at the hospital who wouldn't lift a finger to help just cos this is not a hospital asset.

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My one trusted supervisor at work walked out on me with 24 hours' notice. To say I am pissed off, would be taking the whole matter too lightly. And if one knows me, one would say that I didn't care very much if I were merely pissed.

I am disappointed. Cos I actually sat with him and explored his options, knowing his intentions. I asked him to not pull out on me this way - yet, it appears that it all fell on deaf ears.

Needless to say, if he knew better, for his own safety, he would run the other way if he ever saw me walking down the opposite side. Cos wringing his neck would be letting him off the hook.

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Add to that, I have no idea why a certain friend of mine has just decided to drop me like a hot potato, which is so rude in my opinion. And also that from the notebook crash, many hours of music as well as conversation has been wiped out just like that! I'm not too sure of which I am more sore about - the music or the words.. I think it's most definitely the words.

So yeah.. I am all crashed out. Can you really blame me for feeling so low that I have to sit and eat a cheesecake all by myself?!