Sunday, April 6, 2008

Stolen

It seems that some malign force is arrayed against me. Well, not really but sometimes it certainly feels that way. Sleep has been a rare and precious commodity for me lately (as it always is). The noises little 1-UP makes in her sleep range from soft, contented cooing to heart-stopping coughs that make me sit bolt upright in my bed. Apparently its normal, so i'm sure I can get used to it in time. What's plaguing my rest is actually the fact that I live in an apartment block. With people coming and going at all times, one can expect a certain level of background noise and get over it. I can handle that. I can even handle people speaking loudly out of balconies nearby at 3 a-freaking-m in the morning. What I can't handle, is the orchestral sounds of construction. That's right. Construction. Up until 2am. Outside my window.

Needless to say, i've been sleeping VERY soundly of late, dreaming of naked women, or sheep, or both. Whatever it is that people dream about nowadays. Bah, i'm so tired my capacity for sarcasm fails me. I am truly beset by evil.

The icing on the heaping dung cake however, is not my lack of sleep, or sheep, or even naked women (the loss of which is truly lamentable, but that's a different subject). It's the fact that my WoW account has been hacked, and my characters scattered to the four winds. My Shaman seems to be missing altogether. Good times! At this point i'm not entirely all that fussed about my characters being transferred by some doof who thinks he's too clever for me to do something about it. Nope, not at all. What bothers me is the invasion of privacy that the whole debacle entails. I feel like someone looked through my underwear drawer and seeing some interesting lacy items, decided to take a few souvenirs. Hell, if I knew my account was about to be hacked, I would gladly have simply given my avatars and items away. Not to the hacker of course, but to the more deserving social strata. I'll have a chat with Blizzard soon and see what can be done.

My past week hasn't been all that bad though. For what its worth, I had a lovely time out yesterday. I met up with fellow Earth Hour survivor Vanessa at Circular Quay and we proceeded on a leisurely stroll through the Rocks Market, Museum of Contemporary Art (which had some.....interesting art on display) and even managed to catch a movie at Town Hall. Today included a nice chat with Tina, of whom I am glad to have cleared a few things.

I've also made the booking. After observing 1-UP very carefully over the past few days, i've decided that she should have her operation soon. Currently the vet is scheduled to take her away on Teusday night, returning her about 24 hours after. Let's just say that an enlarged vulva on a female ferret is some cause for concern. Pictures ARE coming soon though (of the ferret, not the vulva). Get your head out of the gutter!

1 comment:

Chime said...

Argh, one of the worst things that can happen online.

Though I can't help but wonder about the analogy and the finding of lacy bits...