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I'm trying to write things and FAILING UTTERLY and have about a million things to do tomorrow but can't because I'm off making my reparations to society or whatever and BLAH BLAH BLAH!

I bought pastels today that I have no idea how to use but I had great fun making a big mess with them anyway. Also, some kind of shading tool - again, I'm not sure if its for paint or what but it's heaps of glee anyway.

Fucking hell. Hamlet.

Lugging computer across town took over an hour and I had todrag my ass across a bridge in a blowing gale because I didn't know where the bus stop was and missed it. But the view down the river (estuary?) was very pretty. Still, I have marks on my shoulder where the bag cut into me. Whatever.

I have to sleep. Community service is in a charity shop - could be a lot worse. Though it means I will be working eight hours a day even on my days off. *sigh* Still, has to be done and its no one elses fault.

Screw this, I'm going to bed. Writing is not happening.

Also though - WTF weather? From a blistering heatwave for two or three weeks, I had to go out with jacket and hat on today because it was so rainy and cold and yuk. Typical British summer in fact but the question still remains...wtf?

*falls into bed*

Say it will be alright, and I will believe

My computer? Not fixed.

There's something wrong with the files somewhere and it won't let it restore Windows. The bloke in the shop was all cheerful and, 'Nothing to worry about! Just put in your disks and restore it with those.'

Uh, yeah, OK cheerful dude. Like I'd be here if I had the fucking disks?

I point this out, rather more politely.

'Well, you'll need to find them or you're looking at £200 for a new version of Windows. :D!'

...yeah. Right, thanks a lot for that, you Utter. Asshole. I've never had the damn disks, it's not like I'd lose them if I did. Wanker.

So. No disks. I spent two hours rooting throught the attic anyway, even though I know I don't have any. Just in case. You know what? I don't have any. So I try phoning my mother to see if she has one for her computer that I can borrow. She's not in. Naturally.

I am relegated back to the computer of Utter Crap. I just hope Housemate Jen doesn't object, or I'm looking at having no computer at all until I can afford a new one, which'll be around Christmas.

Community Service - boring. I tagged clothes for over five hours. Blah. Whatever. It's doable. And flexible, so I can get it over with pretty quickly and before I go back to college and all that.

Yay work tomorrow. Or something. Say, is it obvious I'm in a mood? *eyeroll*