Ok, so the whole night wasn't crappy. It was pretty good, actually. Spent the afternoon and all night at my friend's house configuring add ons for WoW, since I just got it. Had delicious Thai (beef goy see me, mild +... yumfactory). Played a bit, and leveled up, too.
In fact, most of the night was complete win. Really. And then it came time to go home. I packed up my computer. No big deal. I carried it down the stairs (he lives in an upstairs flat). The problem came when I carried it outside. It was raining. I took my shirt off, covered it, and started toward my car. The deck is wood. My flip flops are awesome Guinness ones I've been wearing for three years. They're worn. Rain, worn flip flops, and a wooden deck.
So, my computer is upstairs at his place, the video card's out, case is kinda bent, and it got some rain in it. Going to leave it to dry for a while, then reassemble it. Have to buy new screws to anchor the mobo to the case, because those are fucked. I don't know if it still works.
The only reason I'm not crying is that I just don't remember how. That and I don't know if all is lost yet. I don't exactly have the money to build a new one; I'm still paying this one off. Shitty fuck night.
Anyway, I want to know that I'm not alone. Share some stories so that we may commiserate together. As we all know, misery loves company.
In fact, most of the night was complete win. Really. And then it came time to go home. I packed up my computer. No big deal. I carried it down the stairs (he lives in an upstairs flat). The problem came when I carried it outside. It was raining. I took my shirt off, covered it, and started toward my car. The deck is wood. My flip flops are awesome Guinness ones I've been wearing for three years. They're worn. Rain, worn flip flops, and a wooden deck.
So, my computer is upstairs at his place, the video card's out, case is kinda bent, and it got some rain in it. Going to leave it to dry for a while, then reassemble it. Have to buy new screws to anchor the mobo to the case, because those are fucked. I don't know if it still works.
The only reason I'm not crying is that I just don't remember how. That and I don't know if all is lost yet. I don't exactly have the money to build a new one; I'm still paying this one off. Shitty fuck night.
Anyway, I want to know that I'm not alone. Share some stories so that we may commiserate together. As we all know, misery loves company.
I'm underweight (it should be called "undermass" if they measure it in Kg) actually, juuuuuuuuuusssssssst undermass, my BMI is one point below healthy mass. So I'm grateful for that because I hardly ever eat healthy stuff, yay junk food. 
