Meh

Things have been really meh around here lately which is why I haven't written. The old adage, "don't say anything if you can't say something nice" has made it hard to write because, really, I just want to complain. The denouement of bad things happened this morning when I dropped my New Yorker on the bus floor, turning it into a sticky, sludgy mess. Ironically, it happened right on the page where my company's ad appeared, the one that also came with an iPad ad that I had a big argument with them over coding, or lack thereof. Anywhoooo...

It's been a week filled with bad customer service, and I think I've brought it upon myself from bad karma because I can't treat those customer service people with any respect. It started when I had a fight with Dell , who canceled my order and never sent me an email or notification that it was out of stock and canceled. This was the 2nd time they did this to me.So I decided, fuck them, I'll buy a new computer - yeah, that'll show them, buy something I don't really need and can't really afford from someone else. So I went to HP and my new computer was working out pretty well until I discovered, 2 weeks after I finally got it up and running, that it doesn't have a feature that I had questioned before my purchase. It took days to transfer my files because the old computer crashed every time I switched the monitor cord from one computer to the other, which makes returning this computer a big fat headache, so I have to keep it. After about 4 hours on hold and a lot of complaining later I got a 10% refund and a $75 coupon on their website, so I think I did pretty well, if not for the time suck that also included 2 trips to Staples.

PC Richards sold me a really expensive cord I wound up not needing.

In order to get HD you have to change your cable box, so I lost everything I had saved on recordings. Goodbye Masterpiece Mystery, I will never watch you now.

Nobody wants a free TV I advertised on Craig's List and Facebook. Nobody. (One day left before it goes in the garbage, so speak up now.)

I've lost two earrings in the last couple of weeks.

My humidifier, the only thing that keeps my nose from disintegrating into a big puddle of blood, started spewing water while we were sleeping, soaking the futon, sheets and everything else around it.

My hair looks really bad in this weather.

My favorite jade plant that Madi gave me a long time ago is looking sheepish and almost dead. The pot she painted still looks good, but I'm sure it's about to break, just because that's the way things are going.

It took 5 days and 5 phone calls to submit the FAFSA because their website was broken, but nobody on the phone or chat would admit it, causing me to re-enter the information a dozen times, trying to follow their instructions, which didn't matter, because their website wasn't accepting anything. After trying it on 3 computers with varying browsers, they told me I should go to the library and submit it there (!) After 2 days of trying to submit it, when I finally had it saved, it took another 3 days because I didn't understand the PIN system and kept getting locked out, having to reapply over and over, and it takes 24 hours to get it reinstated.

And finally, I was sued by State Farm, the devil-inflected insurance company, for a car accident, and after 5 years and a jury was selected, I was strong armed into settling by an asshole judge and a very nice lawyer for a sum of money that makes me cry and my stomach heave, but to them, is a sum they wipe their asses with. And did you know that in New York it is the legal amount to get 9% a year interest on a property damage suit, payable from the date of the accident, not the date of the settlement? 9%! This law is from the 70's and nobody has done a damn thing to update it to modern times.

So that's the news from Lake Woeisme.

P.S. Watch this movie about Roky Erickson, it's really good. You can stream it on Netflix.