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Tuesday, August 26th, 2003 12:51 pm
FUCKING JESUS H CHRIST, I'M UPSET.

WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THE BULLSHIT OF THIS STUPID FUCKING COMPUTER WHEN ALL DAD NEEDED TO DO WAS SPEND A LITTLE MORE MONEY AND GET A DECENT COMPUTER FROM THE END OF THE STREET?

I GOT A FUCKING PARKING TICKET FOR SITTING FOR 10 MINUTES ON THE STREET WHILE I PICKED UP A FUCKING BOX FOR SHIPPING AND BUBBLES.

I HOPE HE FUCKING PAYS ME.

*packs up the computer*

EDIT: No, wait, I'm *NOT* packing up the computer. Seanna needs Word on her computer. *sigh* I guess this isn't going with her on the airplane tomorrow.

I sure as hell ain't paying for the shipping to Halifax.

Total costs incurred so far:
Memory: $80
Boxes and Packing: $25
Parking Ticket: $40

The computer cost Dad $100. Have you noticed that I've already spent more than he spent for the entire computer (even without the parking ticket)? And I'm even counting the time I've taken on this piece of crud.

I CAN'T DRIVE MY CAR ANYWHERE IN THE FUCKING CITY WITHOUT HAVING TO PAY FOR IT. WHAT USED TO BE FREE PARKING IS NOW $2 FOR 30 MINUTES. WHY DO I BOTHER WITH THIS STRESS WHEN WE HAVE A FUCKING SUBWAY STATION AT THE END OF OUR STREET