i hate technology

Or, rather, technology hates me.

first, two weekends ago, i went to load HSM3 (the digital copy that is the second disk in the "special edition- 2 disk set," which can be authorized to be added to itunes or windows media player) to my itunes so i could have HSM3 and its fabulosity with me always. but, oh wait, the HSM3 digital copy can suck it. it severely ruined my computer. it didn't just take FOREVER to import, oh no, before it even finished, my computer was infested with viruses. infested. ANGRY FACE.

so, i decided to visit my frenemies at best buy's geek squad. i don't understand why they don't believe you when you go in and say, "High School Musical 3 gave my computer a million viruses and has now made me hate my horrible life. please fix this." he had to laugh at me, turn on my poor, sick 'puter, say "oh wow, yeah you've got a bunch of viruses," and then charge $200 to Tam's credit card, AND lecture me about using limewire. asshole. yeah, i am 21 years old and love HSM3 and stealing music. let me just point out it was not limewire that made my computer upset; it was high school musical. this is vanessa hudgen's fault. ANGRY FACE.

this is my angry face.

also, (side note for a later rant), i had emailed my professors/instructors to alert them that my grandpa had passed away and that i would be missing class. All but one of my professors had emailed me back. i thought nothing of this lack of response. So then, i emailed my FCE professor my homework, the very same professor who had not responded to my initial email. i thought nothing of a lack of response again. ohhhhh grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

so i'm successfully avoiding homework by watching twilight (yes, again....) this last sunday. all of a sudden, my phone rang. demi lovato sang her little heart out for maybe 5.2 seconds. best buy, my phone's little caller id screen said. (yeah, it's saved in my phone because technology hates me.) i picked up, hoping they'd tell me that my 'puter was all better and i could go pick it up. here's an almost-accurate transcript of what transpired on that phone call:

geek squad chick: hi, may i speak to Kathryn?

me: oh, hello, this is she.

GSC: oh, um. well i'm calling about your computer. you did indeed have several viruses on your computer.

me: okay. yeah.

GSC: we cleaned all of them out and all of your files are safe, so everything worked out great.

me:oh! great! cool, yay!

GSC: yeah, and we also found out that your windows xp has a corrupt file, so we are going to have to restore your computer.

me: oh.

GSC: so, we were just calling to see what files, if any, you'd like to have backed up, because we can do that for you.

me: um, i guess i want my documents, my pictures and my music saved....

GSC: yeah, depending on how much data that is, it will be $99 or $150

me: ugh, okay.

GSC: okay, awesome. have a great day, bye!

FML.

i'm running out of steam now. long story short, im pissed about my computer. i'm pissed that my ONE professor is saying "oh, no, your name is not familiar at all and i have not received anything from you at all." ANGRY FACE! FML! i can't go to office hours because it's the same day as class, and by that point, the assignment will still be one more week late. so i just tried emailing again and i'm gonna hate my life some more. also, im going to look into contacting the dean to report her for not following university policy to not be penalized for an immediate family member's death.

ughhhh

hsm3 vs twilight & feminist ranting

i don't blog.

weird thing is, i just typed "blong" which i think is kind of insightful in a weird, ironic, totally creeps way. like, what if that was almost a "freudian slip," as though i really believe i don't belong? how weird.

apparently, though, i do now.

anyway, i'm, like, obsessed with high school musical 3. i could literally watch this movie every day. i'm not even mad about it. i don't curr, it's sexy to watch hsm3 errrday.

also, my obsession with hsm3 leads me to question my love for twilight, which comes out on dvd really soon. march 21st i think. anyway, the point is that i feel like my love for hsm3 has outweighed my love for twilight, which, to me, seems slightly unfortunate. i would get soooo excited when i saw a commercial on tv (okay, the disney channel...) for hsm3, and while i see commercials for twilight, i just keep thinking "eh, i probably won't remember to get that right away," which makes me sad. because i really did love the books. well, see, maybe that's it. i loved the books, not the movie. the movie changed everything, and made james sick looking with his sick, sick ponytail, and weird, and added slash took things out. grrrrrowl

"hold on tight, spider monkey."

let's get real for a minute. why!? that was NOWHERE in the book. in fact, that line is offensive.

speaking of offensive, the game is offensive. the game is the show the pick up artist on vh1 in sick book-form. it's the most appalling piece of "literature" i have ever encountered, in my short 21 years. it's awful. i hate reading it because:

1.) it's embare to publically read a dating/relationship book in public places (i.e. the detroit airport, the luxor hotel/casino in las vegas, the las vegas airport).
2.) i am not a man trying to learn "the game," nor am i trying to hone my skills in picking up women.
3.) it is a truly heinous book
4.) the fact that men/boys actually read this book is absolutely appalling
5.) it has been published and bound to resemble the bible. (uuuuuhm, hello, that is like blasphemy and i am not even religious!)
6.) the fact that these men/boys/computer nerds/"magicians"/tools actually live and breathe the lifestyle portrayed in the book is appalling/offensive
7.) beyond all of the other obvious bullshit that is wrong with the book, it is just a hideous excuse for a how-to
8.) most importantly, it's offensive to women

and if i've learned anything in college, it's that i've somehow become a feminist. therefore, reading this book is like pulling teeth, and i honestly do not believe that neil strauss (the author, whose blog can be seen here) or any of the "men" mentioned (mystery- WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU SICK FUCK?!?!) should get any royalties or notoriety from their appalling and offensive behavior.

that is all. i'm too riled up and pissed off now to continue.

-kate