I laugh at the random conversations I have.

Had a weird, awkward fun conversation with my friend.
Haha. Yeah...

Anyway onto something I can speak of better at the moment.
SERVERCRAFT.
The evil, horrifically slow serviced Minecraft wannabe hosters.

They say they're great and easy to use, and that they're customer service is wonderful.
Well, that's a bunch of BULLSHIT.
It takes hours upon hours to receive an email back from them with help, they don't have a "live-chat" customer service.
Like this other server hosting site I think I shall look into.
Anyway what started my extreme dislike of Servercraft was this....

STORY TIME, grab your tea and shut the hell up and read!!?

Okay, so yesterday afternoon or evening.
It was about okay, well I forgot exactly when it was between 4 and 6pm?!
But anyway, it was outside with cloud cover and a cool breeze, well it was cool in general but especially with the breeze.
I doing my usual thing, chatting, listening to music, being bored.
All that fun stuff and such, well then I started looking at the server sites again, and of course the good site I'm looking at now couldn't have shown up until after all my BS with Servercraft.
Anyway back to what i was saying...
I was checking out the options, prices, and asking people what they thought. (People as in the people I was chatting with, and who also play Minecraft, most of that thanks to me.)

Anywho...

So I finally decided on one, because everyone thought it looked uberrrrific and shit.
So I'm like, okay?!
So I go to ask Mrs.Zilla about it and explain shit to her.
It was kind of like...
"Well, it's got these features, the price seems pretty alright...etc...etc.."
What Mrs.Z. probably heard was, "Blah, blah blah, cost money, blah blah, fun, blah blah, try, blah blah please?"
So she nods and gives the a o-kaaaayy.

(She despises computers, internet, pretty much anything technological)
Oh....(Except the tv, she seems to like that.)

Back to what I was saying.
So I get all excited like a kid in a candy shop with a 50 dollar bill.
Basically bouncing with excitement, so I snatch up the evil device known as a purse which as a girl I apparently must have, and which I DO have to have it, but I only take it when I have to.

Which is a complicated story, blah blah blah.
Anyway, so I grab my wallet and open it up, find my nifty-difty card of uberness.
I get my internet (OH GOOD FUCKING STORY FOR AFTER THIS!)
(If I don't forget later, I'm a bit distracted, also a bit complicated)
ANYWAY...

What was I saying...
Right! Server nonsense.
So I get myself all set up on the site of absolute wretchedness, which I did not know it to be at the time.
Sucks huh?
But I got myself set up, and get a long bullshit email saying basically, "We're working on your server now, blah blah blah, should be ready in less than 24/7.
So I waited, and waited, and waited...
Finally at like 12am I got an email saying your server is working, so I log into the control panel website thing, and look around. Expecting the easy thing they said there would be. What I got instead was a laggy bullshit of a page full of tiny tabs and those tabs were full of more tabs, and then some tabs took you to different sites while other tabs took you to fucking files you weren't supposed to fuck up.
So I play around with it, and mess with it, and look it over.
(Is this sounding extremely wrong to anyone else? I'm insanely corrupted right now.)

But anyway!
I keep losing my train of thought from, music, horror movie on the tv, IM's and text messages. o.o

But yeah...
So then all of a sudden I click on this certain tab and it says I need authorization and ask me for Username and Password.
So I'm like...okay?
I enter the Username and Password and nothing fucking happened.
The screen reloaded, and then I try again and it does the same exact thing.
I did this about 20 fucking times before I marched my happy ass over to the "submit a ticket" place.
(AKA, send all bitching messages here tab)
So I send a "ticket" and I'm like, WTF HELP.
I said more than that, but oh well?!
So  then I wait....and wait...and then I figure out the problem on my own?!
I was like fuck you people.
Fucking slower than a two legged turtle.

So I get the thing to respond and then I go to use my server IP and I type it into the Multiplayer direct connect tabby doodle.
And it says...."BAD ID PACKET."
So then.... I am annoyed, angry and frustrated and in a bitchy ass mood.
So I try a few more times, then send another fucking bitch ticket.
AND WAIT...
But it was about 1-2am by then.
I was annoyed and starting to feel the zombie effects.

*grabs Dr.Pepper*
Remembering all this shit is ticking me off again, and making me thirsty!

Anyway.
So I get off and I'm like fuck it, I'll bother myself with it tomorrow..
Which I did..
For hours and then more problems showed up and more and more.
So I was like, BITCH TICKET TIME.
I sent them a ticket demanding the refund they promise.
And I knew I'd be in for a wait.
So myself and a few Minecrafting buddies went and fucked around on it.
Till the server was disabled a few hours later.
And I got an email, saying.
"Sorry we couldn't assist you further, your refund should arrive within a few business days and you will no longer be charged."
Basically... if I don't get the refund and the refund was never an option in the first place it would've been like this....
"Thanks for sending us your money, we're kind of like those claw machines at stores and restaurants, that you feed your dollar bills and coins into. Trying to get that one fucking stuffed animal that you or your friend/kid/family member wants SO DAMN BAD. So you try and you try and you try and then you fucking rage and when you do rage if at that time you had a crowbar or a baseball bat.
You'd take it and smash the machine into itty-bitty-teeny-weeny little pieces and then set it on fire and watch all of it BURN."    

I feel so much better after letting my vented rage out!
Would've been better if I could've taken a baseball bat to a car or something...but this works too!

So....Next story which I haven't forgotten!@
My internet no less than an hour ago, had a fucking fail.
It was like, it was trying to climax, but then it passed out.
So basically it got fucked over.
And then I had to close my internet down and then wait for it to reconnect and then open up the browser window again.
Enter all my fucking webpages and then watch it all lag again, and go "HAHA, fuck you, bitch!"
So then I raged a bit, and it started working.

But yeah.... This picture fits how I felt.

My Annoyed, bitchy, GTFO picture?!

Too tired, wth?

I'm so tired, it's not even funny.
It's still early?!
I guess my 3-4hours is catching up to me.
Because I'm just fucking exhausted.

Also have a headache, not sure if it's from being so damned tired or from not having eaten much today.
Probably a combination of both.

....Hmm.
I'm really so tired I can't even think of what I wanted to say earlier.
Guess I should've started this a lot earlier...
But how was I supposed to know I'd run into a brick wall of thick exhaustion?!

Maybe I'll hit that stage where I'm so tired that I'm not tired...

The zombie stage as my friend calls it.

Maybe I should just go to sleep early... and try and catch up on sleep.
I'm supposed to get up early and do the fucking rodeo tomorrow.
(I'll explain that later, probably tomorrow. Since I get ticked off every time we have to do it.)

Anyway...Off to deciding what to do..

Madness...I had a cool name, Madness Monday, but it's 2:54am that I'm posting, so it's technically not Monday anymore...

Well, last night was shit.
Today was...Kind of shitty.

Didn't speak about what happened Sunday, Mr.J. paid me back and left.
I guess he couldn't stand the thought of dealing with Mr.A. for any extended period of time.
He was out quicker than it took him to move in.

I want tea...

But anyway, didn't sleep worth a shit last night.
And my iPod and blogger fucked me over at about 1-2am.
I wrote out a blogpost, because I couldn't sleep. (I laid down early because I was feeling like shit and everyone I was supposed to get up early-ish.)
But yeah, I wrote out a post on how I was feeling and such, and then my iPod and blogger lagged... iPod kicked me off the app and blogger didn't save the draft.
So I was like, fuck it...

I stared at the wall for a few hours.. since I didn't want to do anything, yet I couldn't sleep.
Then I finally passed out at like, 3-4.
And then!
Tio, the wonderful cuddle buddy of mine.
Was not cuddling and keeping me warm under the covers.
He was standing by the door, barking quietly at me to get the fuck up.
And I looked at my phone to see what time it was...5:48am.
Well, that's fucking wonderful, Tio.
Thanks a lot!

So I had to get up, out of my warm, comfortable, "nest" of pillows.
And go out into the chill morning to chain Tio up, but fuck it.
His chain was too far for me to get up again when he started barking from getting cold.
Because I sure as hell wasn't dressing him.
So I snatched the chain of  the post and hooked it up on the bush that's near my window.

So like I knew would probably happened, by the time I zombie walked myself back to bed and got snuggled back into my pillows and blankets.
He started barking.
I seriously thought about leaving him out there, but his skinny ass would freeze and I'd feel bad.
And I knew he'd snuggle right into the covers as soon as I got him inside, so I got up, flung open my window.
Snatched his skinny self up and threw him on the bed, slammed the window and laid back down.

I dozed back off pretty quickly, only to be awoken by Mrs.Z. shortly after that.
Saying, "It's his last day here, get up."
So... I had to get up, luckily I wasn't as exhausted as I should've been.
So I had to deal with them, and then get ready to take the long, boring ass drive to the airport.
I wasn't getting away with not going this time.
So we went to eat at Joe's Crab Shack, which is about 5 minutes from the airport.
It was quite disappointing in my opinion, but they seemed to like it.

So then we dropped Mr.A. off at the airport.
I can't say I was sad about it, maybe it makes me a bad person. But I don't mind that he works out of town.

And then we drive to my Mrs.Z.'s friend's house, who lives in that general area.
At least it didn't take as long as it normally does.
So then we have the long ride home.

Got home after dark, we're all worried about Tio who got left outside because we didn't expect to be gone that long...
But he was fine and shit.

I learned about Omegle.com today..
Quite an interesting site.
Met an interesting person who wanted to "play out a story" with me.
Gave me the plot then just said to wing it, so we did.
Was pretty weird.
But entertaining too.
Talked to Paul, then he went to sleep and such.
Then I've been talking to Andy and Liam, just joking around.

I'd give more detail except it's 2:45am.
The sleepless night/nights are steadily catching up with me, and yeah...

I'm about ready to head to my nest of pillows..
Curl up and chat a bit more on my iPod then pass out.

Liam disappeared, not sure what he said before he did.
But now Raden is entertaining himself with Skype emotes.

Oh there's Liam, and now Raden is trying to get me to make little "stories" with the emotes too.
Ah-ha!

The mystery of the disappearing Liam has been solved.
Apparently his Mrs.Z. throws crazy morning godzillabitch fits toooo.

Fuck me.
I'm getting into bed, my knee hurts and I, well i just love my pillows.
Can't have too many of them to be honest!

Time4nest0fpillowstimeeee.