LJ Hate

Dec. 20th, 2011 11:30 pm
zan: (Basic: SWEAR)
I, like everyone, despaired when I saw what was going to happen to my beloved comment function. There does appear to be hope on the horizon.

From Mark:

Note: The comment page redesign does not affect customized comment pages in S2, which can be enabled or disabled at http://www.livejournal.com/customize/options.bml. We are also planning to create a new S2 commenting style which will appear & function in the same way as the old site scheme commenting page to be included in the near future.

So, it sucks that they didn't decide to put the release back until they did this, but at least they've seen the need (finally) and are going to do something about it.

ETA: Oh, well. Hell.
zan: (Other: What the Fuck)
So, six years ago, I was an idiot. I wasn't serious about my telemarketing job and I didn't want to go back to school and suddenly I didn't have a job and I was overdrawn on both of my bank accounts, I had credit card debt, and was owing on all sorts of things. I moved back down to Tucson (thank you, [livejournal.com profile] bugly42's parents) and found a job I hated, but I worked at it and got money back to pay off things.

Now, what I was told when I paid off one checking account was that because it took so long for me to pay, they had actually set the account to closed, but paid. This was in 2004.

Five years later, they're closing the branch in town and I haven't used the bank in years anyway, so I close the account.

They're not showing the checking account as being unpaid.

Cue rage. That and I must have paid by cash, because I'm not showing any checks and/or debit account charges for the amount of the charge. I'm sure I have records somewhere. Somewhere. Le sigh. Kill me now? I am NOT paying $140-odd a second time. Just not.
zan: (Atlantis: Cookie Slut)
There are days when school can stress you out. Oh, who am I kidding. There are entire semesters when school can stress you out. But today was one of the ones that had me neurotic for about two hours.

There are also days when the wrong person says the wrong thing and you snap. As someone has said tonight, I never snap. I did tonight.

Then there are people who just make the day better.

[livejournal.com profile] dreamsofstars, [livejournal.com profile] pureyaoi, [livejournal.com profile] nystana, and [livejournal.com profile] frogmajick, you have made my bad day into something bearable. I love you guys.

*Uses the icon just for [livejournal.com profile] frogmajick*
zan: (Default)
So, first of all, I wake up and it's REALLY hot in here. Apparently our AC isn't working properly. It should be 70-something and it's 80-something instead. Normally, this wouldn't be too bad, but it's monsoon season, which means humid heat.

Second, and this is the doozy, I got my mail this morning and found that I had a notice from the fraud protection service I've been using. It came through my bank and I got it for the credit report and decided to keep it in case any old debts came back to haunt me. This actually ended up happening, which makes me glad I got it. What makes me doubly glad is that when I opened the letter today, it said I have a past due account from Citi Cards. I've only ever had four credit cards and none of them were Citi.

Trying to get through their phone system was annoying. First they needed an account number and wouldn't do a 'dial 0 and get the operator'. I kept trying to track down another number and got zip. The 800 number for the fraud protection service was down because of the holidays, which meant that I couldn't get an account number from them.

Finally, I tried a few other tricks that I learned from my telemarketing days. Double 0 or # usually work. A single # brought me to touch-only service and a second # brought me to a customer service rep. I go through the 'I don't have an account here' and she goes 'yes, you do' and I give her my SSN and sure enough, she brings up an account. Then she asks for confirmation with my mother's maiden name. And here we get to the snag: it wasn't my mom's name. V-something. They wouldn't give me the complete name.

So I get sent through to the fraud department, only the transfer gets screwed up and I get disconnected and have to call back. Another hassle. This time, they tell me that while there is an account, it's not under my name.

Cue HUGE sigh of relief.

It means that I can dispute with the credit agencies just fine and all it'll take is time.
zan: (Basic: Smash Computer)
See my computer.

See me put my computer into hibernate on my desk for the night.

See me wake up to my computer OUT of hibernate.

See me check the time when AIM logged on and find it popped out of hibernate about an hour after I went to bed.

ARGH!

...see me kill my computer.
zan: (Other: Broken)
So, I'm officially not going to have a computer until at least Tuesday, but more likely Wednesday. And that's providing that the parts they're sending are actually the parts that are broken. At the moment, I'm thinking that it's the motherboard. One of the last times we managed to get it to boot at all, there were graphical artifacts that were screwing up the screen.

That's what they told me was one of the potential symptoms of a dead motherboard. You know, the last time we got this replaced. What was it, a month ago?

So, for the time being, I'm only going to be at a computer when I can steal my desktop back or when I'm at school in between classes.

*Sigh*

This makes me wish that I'd never lent out my desktop. I could just set it up in the sewing room and everything would be good.
zan: (Basic: Smash Computer)
So. I went to stretch out on my stomach on the bed and watch Crusoe. I had to move the screen a little because it was at the angle for sitting on the bed and not lying on the bed. Seems simple, right? Except when I moved the monitor, I heard this horrible soft cracking sound. I turn on the light and lo and behold....

I'm furious. I mean, really furious. Last time I could say for sure that it was my fault. Now? It's just cracking.

Needless to say, the next time I'm buying a computer, I'm not buying Dell. Sure, there support is great and the in-home service is really nice, but what's not nice is having them repair it every few months. At least it's an excuse to call them about the dead pixels in my screen.

I really, really am not getting another Dell.

UPDATE

Oct. 27th, 2008 10:48 am
zan: (Other: What the Fuck)
Now I can access the part of the site where I'm supposed to be able to register for classes. Unfortunately, I'm not actually approved to register for the classes. I've talked to the English department and they're going to get back to me. Jesus, I can't believe all the red tape I have to go through. This was supposed to be easy?

ETA: FUCK! Because of the STUPID FUCKING PROBLEM WITH THE SITE, the class I needed has now closed. Right. Cue my righteous anger. Because this is clearly someone's fault and I shouldn't be help responsible for it.
zan: (Basic: SWEAR)
I wake up this morning, feeling like crap. Needless to say, I'm not going to class. You'd think I'd have something good to counteract that, right? Wrong.

I managed to call the Orientation department and get the hold removed. When I went to go register? It said I couldn't. Needless to say, I called the Registrar's office, had to wait until 8am to call them again, and then found out that it didn't matter what the people at Admissions or the Office of Transfer said, the Registrar's site showed me as a Sophomore. I'm getting itchy about my classes now. No way I'm going to wait another week to register.

I have someone on my side who's going to try to figure it out.

In the meantime? The class that I've seen slowly counting down is at 1 empty seat. Dear god, my nerves are on edge. I've sent an e-mail to the English department advisor to see what she can do in the meantime. Maybe she'll have an alternate suggestion.
zan: (Basic: Smash Computer)
*SCREAMS, KICKS, AND CRIES*

Hold ReasonAction Required
Orientation HoldThis hold will remain until you attend orientation.
If you think this is incorrect, call Orientation at (520) 621-5293


This is what I wake up to. There was no hold on my account last night. There is no reason there should be a hold on my account this morning. I won't be able to get this hold off until Monday. If I can't get my class because of this, I am going to be so pissed.
zan: (Basic: Wolf)
How much do I have the bureaucrats at universities?

1. I'm a transfer students with 57 credits. To be a Junior, I need 56 or greater.
2. I'm taking STU210 at the community college, which allows me to get priority registration with whatever class I should be in.
3. It says that I have no priority registration window in the Web Registration account.
4. The Registrar says that I'm a Sophomore and the Admission's office says that I'm a Junior.
5. Provided that I am a Junior, I should be registering on Saturday.

....

Needless to say, I'm a little bit PISSED. I have three days to kick SOMEONE'S ass and make sure they get it in gear so that I can get my damn classes on Saturday. I'm not waiting until November to register with all of the 'transfer' students. There was a reason I took this damn class.
zan: (Other: Not Amused)
What in the hell is wrong with my ear? There are, like, occasional shooting pains and that side of my jaw is sore. Feels like I was punched in the face or something. It reminds me of the swimmers' ear I used to have when I was a kid. Only I don't remember swimming in any water. *Sigh*

And of course I don't have insurance.

This is one of the reasons why I'm really looking forward to the U of A.
zan: (Text: Rant)
Why does absolutely no place sell Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney? The first one? I have the other three. And the one place in town I thought did sell it...? Apparently the online thing was wrong.
zan: (Other: Yawn)
Why in the hell am I awake? My sleep schedule for most of the summer has be up until after sunrise. Nothing new there. I'm a night owl. But then, about a week ago, I think my body kicked over into 'school' mode, so it swapped, making me exhausted by about 7 and waking me up at 5am. Evil, but doable.

Tonight, I was up until a somewhat more reasonable hour of 10pm, sadly missing [livejournal.com profile] frogmajick come back from the store. And now? I am up at 2:30am.

What. The. Fuck.

In other news, my computer might have a problem with its fan. [livejournal.com profile] bugly42 and I have the same computer, but when I play Diablo 2 (or any game), the system gets really hot. I figured that the computer was just working overtime and that it was normal. Not so. [livejournal.com profile] bugly42's machine is significantly cooler than mine is, even when she's been playing the game longer.

Time for a call in to tech support tomorrow. Today. Whatever.

And now I attempt to go back to sleep.

ETA: And then I was woken up at 4:30 because I forgot to do the trash. And [livejournal.com profile] bugly42 hadn't done her half. What a great way to start the day. Of course, I didn't wake up for another hour after that, but...
zan: (Other: What the Fuck)
Okay, seriously, this is getting ridiculous. The internet is down again. I'm at school. School that doesn't start for another week and a half. Because it has wireless. Seriously, this is not fair. I just want to stab my internet and make it work properly.

On the other hand, now I'm downloading Chuck at many times the speed I get at home, so there are at least some benefits.

I will, of course, be regretting that statement when I get home and there's still no internet, but at least I'll have something to watch when that happens.
zan: (Basic: Smash Computer)
So. This is ridiculous. Our internet died last night around 8:30. Came back around 1:30 or so in the morning. I remember this because I ended up screaming at [livejournal.com profile] frogmajick. It was fine after that. Or so I thought. It died again at 10am. It's now 5:30pm and it still isn't up. I'm at the local used bookstore. This is silly. I want internet

I owe tags.

I actually want to do those tags.

I want to download CHUCK, god damn it.

Really, is it too much to ask that I have internet during a plot?
zan: (Fooish - Wolf)
When I was studying for my last Physics test, I went to the library and took the book that my teacher had reserved, thinking it was either class notes or homework problems, either of which would be helpful. It wasn't either, so I kept it with me while I studied. At most, I was there two and a half hours. At most. And I returned the book on my way out.

Now, I have a hold on my account saying that I owe $35 for the notes.

No.

I am not paying $35 for material that was, at most, a half an hour past the allotted time for me to have it out. As soon as I'm out of class, I'm heading first to the library and then the bursar's office to get this taken care of.

Hell hath no fury like a woman who has to spend money she doesn't think she should have to.

ETA: Okay, so it's taken care of. Stupid computer systems not being compatible. *Stabs*

WTF IPOD?!

Nov. 5th, 2007 12:49 pm
zan: (pink_cosmos - Rant)
Okay. So. I'm here in the computer lab at school because I have a lab to finish for Physics. I've been playing my iPod all morning (not at all different from normal). I looked at it before Physics class and notice that the charge is down dramatically from what I'm used to. That's the first clue that something's wrong.

Then, I get to the computer lab and plug my headphones in and play for a little while. Everything's fine. For about ten minutes. Then the sound dies. I think great. The thing's dead and I bring it out to check the charge. It's all the way down. Except for one small problem. The light won't go off.

ETA: And now there's an error message whenever I try to play my iPod. And this little symbol.

I really hope that it's just a minor issue and not anything serious. Although I may be in luck, because the warranty lasts another two months. Unless they need proof of purchase, in which case I need to hunt around and figure out what I did with it.
zan: (Default)
Users rebel after Six Apart deletes 500 groups, including ones devoted to literature, abuse recovery and Harry Potter fan fiction.

- CNET. Impressive. *Bangs her head against the wall*

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