{"id":10560,"date":"2002-09-06T11:32:40","date_gmt":"2002-09-06T15:32:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/?p=10560"},"modified":"2002-09-06T11:32:40","modified_gmt":"2002-09-06T15:32:40","slug":"10560","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/2002\/09\/10560\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dido &#8211; All You Want<br \/><BR>I am writing this while waiting for my Neocron download to start at Fileplanet&#8230; Fileplanet sucked %) I left it on the waiting list (they have waiting lists to download files..) and it ended up crashing mozilla&#8230; so I come back to look at it and it&#8217;s all *gone* heh&#8230; So I am going to watch it this time! And it&#8217;s pretty funny how the time is calculated on it, like I have a 29 minute wait, but in the end it turns out to be something like an hour wait&#8230; I was joking in chat last night that their server was on Mars, thus going by Mars time (oh geez guys, I am talking about year time, I dont care about the physics of it all! It takes longer for Mars to go around the sun, longer years, longer minutes). I&#8217;m at 18 minutes now %)<br \/><BR>Looks like I had some geekage in my comments yesterday&#8230;  MAX_INT Hee&#8230; now I&#8217;ve never bothered to learn C++ (in fact it&#8217;s under my dislikes along with Visual Basic on deep13.org), and of course never tried any C, gah! But that&#8217;s funneh&#8230; heh&#8230; as for the second comment, maybe I just dont know C++ so I didnt *get* as much of the joke as i should have, heh&#8230; Anyway, good to see the only xangians arent 13 year old girls who have dating lives that are more confusing than my Perl scripts %)<br \/><BR>I talked to my aunt Elaine on the phone yesterday, she&#8217;s the aunt I lived with for a few months here in philly, and again after I left my ex in Rochester, NY&#8230; she&#8217;s pretty much my favorite family member, hehe&#8230; anyway she called me to get help installing her printer&#8230; we were on the phone for about an hour yesterday, talking about things going on in our lives (she&#8217;s in college right now..) and trying to get the silly printer to work. In the end I gave her some suggestions and she IM&#8217;ed me later to tell me she got it working. The first problem was the printer wasn&#8217;t on %) That&#8217;s why she called me in the first place but in the end it turned out to be the printer cartriages were put in wrong, heh, something I wasnt able to tell over the phone&#8230; after all those installs every way I could think of, arg! Obviously over the phone printer tech support is not my forte %) It was good to talk to her tho, after moving out of her apartment in December we&#8217;ve tried to keep in close contact, but it&#8217;s just so hard when you live hours away %(<br \/><BR>Woohoo only 9 minutes left!<br \/><BR>I got a letter, like a real paper letter, even written by hand, from my father yesterday. If you arent up to speed, he&#8217;s currently in a rehab program for recovering alcoholics&#8230; it&#8217;s a live-in place, he&#8217;ll be there for 9-12 months. It&#8217;s really a terrible situation, he&#8217;s been an alcholic as long as i can remember, so this really is what he needed. The letter sorta had the feel of &#8220;part of the 12 step program&#8221; He took responsibility for so much of the crap that&#8217;s happened in my life, dispite it not being all his fault. It was quite sad actually how guilty he feels, but I guess guilt is necessary for recovery or something. It was pretty much a huge apology for not being there for me when I &#8220;needed him most&#8221; and him not supporting me even though I am &#8220;so smart&#8221; and should have gone off to college and made everyone proud.. he also too responsibility for me leaving before my parents got divorced. That made ME feel guilty. True, I didn&#8217;t want to be around when the family fell apart because I spent most of my time growing up playing peacemaker&#8230; but another big part of it was just that I didn&#8217;t want to face the reality of life and everything. I didn&#8217;t want to face responsibility, so I just kept running away&#8230; I still am. And sure, maybe if I had more support from my parents in school I would have been more sure of myself, maybe had been stronger and gone on to do the college thing, but I would have been a completely different person I think. I dunno&#8230; I will write him back though&#8230; even though I am not sure what to say, I&#8217;ll think about it and hope it doesnt take *too* long&#8230;<br \/><BR>3 minutes, yay!<br \/><BR>This Neocron is like a 1.1 gig file, lol. I was telling Myk about it last night (www.neocron.com so I dont need to explain it to you too), as well as confessing to him what a crazy gamer I am, LOL even after living with him since december he really had no idea what a crazy fiend I could be. I told him about how when the Diablo 2 expansion pack came out I was at the store at midnight to get it, lol&#8230; he was like &#8220;but it will be there after that, why go then?&#8221; Ugh&#8230; lol, and then of course he got me in that mood where I just wanted to talk about gaming, he was like &#8220;ah! you are talking about games again!&#8221; it was funny&#8230;  I am such the uber geek for the both of us, lol, even if he is a little more geeky when it comes to geeky computer things&#8230;<br \/><BR>OMG&#8230; Mozilla just crashed AGAIN!!!! 2 minutes to go on the download waitinglist!!! *Sigh* maybe I should just give up %( Or try netscape, this sucks!!! Oh well&#8230; I&#8217;ll do it somehow, or just give up %) *wanders off to be very upset*<BR><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dido &#8211; All You WantI am writing this while waiting for my Neocron download to start at Fileplanet&#8230; Fileplanet sucked %) I left it on the waiting list (they have waiting lists to download files..) and it ended up crashing mozilla&#8230; so I come back to look at it and it&#8217;s all *gone* heh&#8230; So [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10560","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10560","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10560"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10560\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10560"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10560"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10560"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}