The Whine thread.

[Bether6074]

I've seen this before. We had one of these books at work that became a gripe book. This could get bad and quickly...

CX, maybe you're intolerant to lactose or something? Allergic to food?

Okay. Well, I could go on about something nasty like my varicose veins and stretch marks or something similar, but that might be a little TMI. And sometimes, when I get really stressed out, my heart pounds out of chest a mile a minute. Migraine medicine works beautifully for my headaches, but then the caffeine gives me a racing heart... etc.etc. Oh and, BTW, I have something like a million phobias...My mother used to get out her imaginary violin and hum a sad tune whenever us kids complained too much.

[Rigil Kent]

A million phobias? Gah. I thought my one phobia (snakes. *shudder*) was bad enough...

[Rigil Kent]

New complaint: the damned E-3s (this thing)


are too damned loud. They fly overhead on their approach for Tinker AFB (one of the runways is out, I think), and it rattles the fricking windows. Stoopid air force.

[CoffeeCat]

My story on fanlib had like four hits in the past two hours - do you think anyone would bother to comment?

(instantly feeling guilty about all those stories I've read but haven't commented on...)

[Distracted]

It's ten pm and I just got on a roll with my finale but I've got to get up and go to work in the morning so I have to stop writing and go to bed. *pout*

Childish Me: I don't wanna go to bed, Mommy! Pleeeze can't I stay up just five more minutes??

Adult Me: Shut up and go to bed. I don't want to deal with your crankiness and griping in the morning! Did you hear me, young lady? Log off that computer and GO TO BED!!!

Childish Me: Okay, Mommy... I'm going. *pout*

[TPoptarts]

It's only like 8:20 here. And well for me "going to bed early" means like midnight.

[justTripn]

Hmm . . . I bet having two personalities in your head is an advantage when you go to write those mind meld scenes?

[CoffeeCat]

[JadziaKathryn]

My laptop dies if it's moved even a centimeter. (I've been on my mom's a lot lately, including now.) I really need a new one for school, 'cause I couldn't write a paper on it. However, that's going to set me back a lot of money, which means I have to take out more student loans.

[evcake]

I 'spose you've all read this Whine Thread: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3215089/1/

[blacknblue]

My laptop dies if it's moved even a centimeter. (I've been on my mom's a lot lately, including now.) I really need a new one for school, 'cause I couldn't write a paper on it. However, that's going to set me back a lot of money, which means I have to take out more student loans.

Try a used one. Unless you do a lot of graphics work. For writing, a $200 laptop will get the job done.

[CoffeeCat]

I 'spose you've all read this Whine Thread: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3215089/1/

OMFG!

#15:

No duct-taping people naked to the warp core.

“What the…?” Archer spun around and spotted the engineer in question as he retrieved his morning coffee from the dispenser. Trip saw the Captain’s confusion and made his way to Jon’s side.

“Sir?”

Jon tapped the list.

“Oh that.” Trip took a sip of his coffee, making a face. “Starfleet coffee sucks.” He took another mouthful nonetheless, and then returned his attention to Archer. “Malcolm’s people got hold of Major O’Neill last night. I came in ta pick up ma report, which is now on yer desk, by the way, and spotted the poor fella, drugged up and taped to the side of my engines.”

“Ah.” What else could he say?

“Cap’n, you really need ta get this feud-thing sorted,” Trip advised. “It’s getting’ ridiculous.”

Archer rubbed his temples. “Don’t I know it.”

[JadziaKathryn]

My laptop dies if it's moved even a centimeter. (I've been on my mom's a lot lately, including now.) I really need a new one for school, 'cause I couldn't write a paper on it. However, that's going to set me back a lot of money, which means I have to take out more student loans.

Try a used one. Unless you do a lot of graphics work. For writing, a $200 laptop will get the job done.

Hmm. Maybe I will. Thanks.

[evcake]

153. The Captain is no longer allowed to refer to either gazelles or water polo whilst corresponding with Starfleet, the Vulcan High Council and/or newly-met alien races.

Trip bit his lip.

Jon appeared beside him, arms crossed and one eyebrow cocked wryly. “Funny sense of humour,” he remarked to the engineer.

“Cap’n!” Trip exclaimed, turning to face his friend. “She’s Vulcan. They don’t have a sense of humour…” A smile toyed at his lips, and Jon groaned in recognition of what was to come. “They don’t even enjoy water polo!”

Jon glared at his Chief Engineer. “Hah, hah, Trip. Very funny.”

Trip chuckled. “Soval’s face was a picture, sir.”

Jon rolled his eyes.


$200? Where? My poor old beater was way more than that.

[TPoptarts]

^ Try Craigslist