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[quinnr]

I usually don't get irritated at computers at all...but geez, Google Chrome. If I'm typing in "gunnerkrigg" and hitting a not-super common keyboard shortcut like "Ctrl+Enter" to add a ".com" to the end of the string I already typed in, don't autofill in a search term that requires me to click on the top result to get to the same site

[Flying Dice]

If you don't I'll assume you have been transported to the 1600s by an alien accident.

And that you're busy building a Swedish empire with Gustavus Adolphus.

[Mego]

I've been endlessly infuriated by the local teens driving by in their tiny little geo metros with their music blaring and the bass up high enough to convince an elephant they want to have hot, sweaty sex in the street.*

I either need to find a bull elephant and turn it loose at the intersection, or some diabolical way to cause radios in the area to unswervingly play something that will drive them insane/publicly humiliate them.

*(I have absolutely no evidence to support the idea that elephants are regularly aroused by extremely obnoxious, loud, low-frequency sounds. Maybe they'll crush the car or something.)

I'm really not sure if this would work, but I will try it one day.

[Furtuka]

Would probably take ages for animals to get over their fear of the wub

[Willfor]

Would probably take ages for animals to get over their fear of the wub

Expanding: Low frequency audio waves are a natural cue that something really terrible is happening in the world, and that maybe you shouldn't be close to them. We, as humans, still haven't conquered our natural fear of frequencies below 20hz. Animals that don't have our aural capabilities for definition that low (these often take well-spaced stereo hearing to define and locate) will have fairly bad feelings about it in general.

[penguinofhonor]

I escaped West Virginia. It was a terrible experience.

[Bdthemag]

I escaped West Virginia. It was a terrible experience.

Half of my family is from West Virginia (The rich and racist side), and I can confirm the racist parts are one of the shittiest places you can ever go to.

[scrdest]

To bring this back in line, what made me rage and hate and seethe today?

Why, the wonderful climate and summer weather my town is so known for. It was 43 degrees Celsius today, the town was deserted, everybody fled to the seaside, mountains, lakes, whatever. They're saying it might get hotter tomorrow, which means more rage since it's messing up everything.

Suddenly you have to think twice if you really want to take that walk or go haveo a drink with some friends because you need to ask yourself, is it worth it to lose a litre of liquid just for a cup of coffe?
To say nothing of what it does with my sleep schedule, since my room is very small and not well positioned for the AC to do it's magic it's one of the hottest rooms in the flat, that means staying up late because it's too damn hot to sleep and waking up very early because it's too damn hot to sleep.

FUCK THE FUCKING SUMMER!

Man, your feels are my feels. It's 'only' 32 here, but anything resembling wind flipped the bird on everyone and humidity is absurd for Mideast Poland. The fact that whenever you open a window, a fuckton of moths, mosquitoes, flies, beetles and retarded fruit flies with no comprehension of the concept of staying OUT of liquids (one fucker drowned in my coffee, that's a capital crime) certainly does not help.

[Bdthemag]

It's been around 70-80 F where I live, so I've been pretty damn lucky. Haven't even had to have the AC on that much.

[Powder Miner]

They changed the route. We'll be in West Virginia for longer, and we won't be on a highway.

This is how it's going to end. I'll deal as much damage to this state as possible before the hill people take me down.

...I live in West Virginia, mang.
i live heeeeereeeeeeeeeee
but i stay in my room all of the time so i do not mind

Charleston isn't so bad though.

[LordSlowpoke]

alright that's it

i am taking my cherished netbook, dismantling it, cleaning it until i get at least five hundred lux out of every single part then taking a soldering iron and the guidance of lady luck and leroy jenkins (may his chicken rest in pieces) and possibly duckduckgo and if it works throwing out the stock cooling and throwing in an alcohol-based one that's hanging around then sealing the vents because i wanted to do that ever since i got it and this is a good occasion

i'm also going to etch "fuck hp" on the heatsink if there even is one before throwing it out because if i do all of that shit the day deserves a bit of immaturity
also their local assistance is horrible

[Tellemurius]

alright that's it

i am taking my cherished netbook, dismantling it, cleaning it until i get at least five hundred lux out of every single part then taking a soldering iron and the guidance of lady luck and leroy jenkins (may his chicken rest in pieces) and possibly duckduckgo and if it works throwing out the stock cooling and throwing in an alcohol-based one that's hanging around then sealing the vents because i wanted to do that ever since i got it and this is a good occasion

i'm also going to etch "fuck hp" on the heatsink if there even is one before throwing it out because if i do all of that shit the day deserves a bit of immaturity
also their local assistance is horrible

im very interested in this alcohol cooler mod, very interested cause i want to shove it into my laptop, detail more on parts.

[Jopax]

I have obtained a fan and a bottle of frozen water to cool the room. The rage part of an overall good thing? The fan is slightly broken and often gets stuck in a single position making obnoxious clicking noises for a few seconds before resuming normal rotation again.

This going to be one long evening.


On the flipside I get to sleep on the balcony on a big comfy air mattress, it's cooler there during night and I get to wake up as early as dawn.

[GlyphGryph]

Half of my family is from West Virginia (The rich and racist side), and I can confirm the racist parts are one of the shittiest places you can ever go to.

And to think that it only exists because it was the LEAST racist part of Virginia!

[MonkeyHead]

Sigh, my fucking family.

So, this weekend was my brothers wedding. This is kind of a big deal. The whole process for me involved packing my wife and kids into an inadequatley sized vehicle, driving the dire drive from north to south Wales, stopping with my parents, then carrying on with them to darkest Cornwall in the west of England for the ceremony.

Things go wrong from the beginning. The journy down took 8 hours, with many, many stops for vomiting kids and wife. My parents begin the usual "undermining" they do with my kids, constantly overriding me and spoiling them so much that they are supported in being openly rude to me. When we finally get to Cornwall, the overnight hotel has got the room boking wrong and I end up sleeping in a fold up bed in a corridor. We get unsympathetically kicked out of our room/corridor an hour early due to double booking thanks to my dad's total lack of diplomacy. When we arrive at the wedding venue, we are told that the bride (who I detest for good reasons, but thats a whole different story) was not happy with the bridal suite and instead took the family room, which was our booking. This left us with knowhere to finish getting ready. Finally scabbing a room for an hour from the brother-in-law of the bride (whom I had never met but who was the only guy willing to help - incidentally he is in the armed forces) we were able to finish getting my kids and wife ready, 25 mins after the ceremony was due to start. Did I mention that my kids were the bridesmaids and I was supposed to open the service with a reading? A reading which was locked in my car hundreds of miles away?

So by now the bride is crying as her day has been ruined and I appear like some kind of cock though no fault of my own. Up I rock to wing the reading like a boss and somehow pull off some anecdote by Feynman to massive appluase and laughter. In walkes the bride with my daughters, and her dad quietly apologises for the fuss caused by his bridezilla of a daughter. Phew thinks I, this might be getting better. LOLNOPE. As people disperse to go make merry after the ceremony, my Mum (already drunk from 4 bottles of wine since breakfast - she has issues) strides over to my wife (who looked radiant despite all the problems so far) and declares loudly to all the assembled people that she considers my wife to be little better than a common prostitute. People are looking at her in disbelief as she staggers off, and my wife is left open mouthed and shocked, before laughing it off, but I know that she is hurt. During the speeches my dad openly criticise my life choices opposed to my brothers, and brags about how much money he supports him with whilst I deserve nothing - I have no idea why he considers his successful academic son who has asked for nothing from him ever such a dissapointment when compared to the drop out son who is marrying into money who has needed constant bailing out the last 5 years. My bitch of a mother repeats her comments 4 seperate times, before my wife simply has had enough and runs off to our last moment replacement room (costing me an extra £160) crying. As she makes her escape she falls on a hidden step, badly twisting or spraining her ankle and badly bruising her hip, leaving her hardly able to walk. Cutting our losses we decide it is time for bed, before getting out of there and home the very next day.

The next morning no apology is forthcoming from my mother - not even some pathetic effort to blame it on the drink. She is over the top extra nice under the critical glare of all assembled, but I can not speak to her - there is no way I am going to be the one responsible for turning his wedding day into a domestic blow out. On the way home somehow we suffer not one, not two, but three punctures, setting me back another £200 in replacement tyres to find that my wifes brother is being rushed to hospital having suffered an accident in work that has caused him to lose his sight. Oh, and my back door appears to have been kicked in for some reason.

FML Bay12, FML.