Go on – you know you want to….

Posted on April 5, 2008 by borysSNORC

yaleman (bless his cotton socks) sent me a link to a wee game that requires you to untangle the intersecting lines to solve each puzzle. It requires pretty good spatial awareness and patience. However, seeing that I am small, female and blonde – I’m often a less than superlative at the spatial awareness thing. And seeing that I’m vague, constantly half drug fucked and in pain – I’m more than a little lacking on the patience front too.

I’ve gotten through the first 16 levels which were mostly pretty easy up to about 11 or so… but now this thing is starting to piss me off!

Level 17…. and then 10 seconds later…

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GRRRRRRRR! Thanks Meester 🙁
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Update 22.00pm same day –

Okay it’s a pretty cool game. Takes no real intelligence just patience and/or enough boredom to persevere in moving the little dots about as the levels get harder and harder – which is fine… but do they have to get all cheerful in their sadism?

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Made it to the last level and now they’re showing their true colours. I don’t know about ‘evil’ per say… I mean making a little time suck of an internet game probably doesn’t qualify one for an ‘evil’ tag in quite the same way as .. oh i dunno… being an axe murderer does. But you say tom-may-toe – I say tom-art-toe.

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Alright it’s tomorrow : Eventually finished the the final ‘EVIL’ level by indeed wasting more time over a cup of tea and get to the end of the game having conquered all tasks put before me….where I am presented with this –

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Ripped off! Where’s the ponies and clowns? Where’s the fireworks? Where are my singing and dancing elephants? Where’s my 72 virgins for crying out loud?

Harumph!

Nood earlobes :|

Posted on November 1, 2007 by borysSNORC

I left home without earrings today… and walked around all day feeling naked and violated! This is probably just another insidious manifestation of my latent OCD tendancies but…most of my earrings are little drop ones that have a little weight to them which means you can feel them when you move your head. So today, there’s been an absence of same. And I usually wear them all day – only taking them off in the evenings as I jump in the shower so I’ve been wandering around all day convinced that people were noticing my naked ears. 🙂

God lord – imagine how I’d be feeling if I’d left my watch behind!

Qantas… may as well have crashed.

Posted on October 4, 2007 by borysSNORC

3 weeks;
2 days;
5 hours;
30 minutes.

🙁

Doesn’t everyone have one?

Posted on September 22, 2007 by borysSNORC

Weekend – laundry time!

Collect the laundry – sort the laundry – wash the laundry – hang the laundry out – bring the laundry in – fold the laundry up – put the laudnry back…

Start all over again… sigh.

When I sort the laundry each week, I have a pink and red load. Which I never thought anything of, cos I’ve always had a pink and red load. But some people have observed that they only have white, blacks and coloured loads. What? Of course I have a pink and red load!!! I have a pink and red wardrobe!

“QANTAS. QANTAS never crashed.”

Posted on September 10, 2007 by borysSNORC

Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is a psychiatric anxiety disorder most commonly characterized by a subject’s obsessive, distressing, intrusive thoughts and related compulsions (tasks or “rituals”) which attempt to neutralize the obsessions. It is listed by the World Health Organisation as one of the top 10 most disabling illnesses in terms of a diminished quality of life.

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Twitch, twitch.

I bought a monitor on the weekend for the rug rat to use with his PC. The monitor is a beautiful new 19″ Samsung 232B monitor – a pristine white one. It’s so clean and white and crisp and pretty 🙂 and his daggy old dodgy off colour keyboard and mouse look even dodgier and daggier by the minute. Now it shouldnt matter. At all that the kid has some stuff that don’t look so good.

But it does matter. It matters a lot for reasons beyond my ability to explain. It bugs me. And I I have been thinking about it constantly since I bought the new monitor… and thought about looking for a new keyboard and mouse for him about six or seven times each day since Saturday. WHYYYYY????

I dont even go in that room much… so I hardly ever see it. But I know it’s there – the polar white new monitor with the ultra grotty keyboard…… AND it is making me twitch goddammit…. twitch almost as bad as when i make the bed and then someone comes along and sits on it!

Twitch, twitch……

How long do you give me before I’ve ordered The Small Child a new mouse and keyboard too?? 🙁

UPDATE: I didn’t make it through the week. :/