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Horrific! There were innards spewing everywhere! No, not tonight's episode. That damned eight hour tape I keep bitching about? The one I've kept using despite its proven treachery because not using every single minute of a VHS tape goes against my nature and my current budget of bugger all? Unspooled and snarled around the internal workings of my only VCR. It was like a bad remake of the final torture scenes of "Braveheart", really. Writ small, in magnetic mylar and out-dated video equipment, complete with agonized electronic squealing. The tape mostly came out again in one mangled piece, but.... Every single third season episode to date. Gone. Foom. Buh-bye. As an extra added bonus the VCR is toast. It makes angry banging noises if I put any tape in now, recording or watching. Honestly, I don't blame it. I did manage to see 3.07 twice before the evisceration, and took notes, but after the appalling anxiety-ridden week I've had, the culminating rancid crapfest that tomorrow will be, and the fact that with no functioning VCR I can't record anything or watch anything on VHS until I replace it some time in 2008 maybe... I'm completely and utterly freaking done. I'm sorry. G'nite everybody. Tags: life, rant Current Mood: crushed Current Music: me, telling myself what a moron i am
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