Printing Is The Devil, Part II
Apr. 23rd, 2003 03:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
batskeetsSo I dragged my ass out to Kinko's at noon today to try and make a nice printed mock-up of my revised Comm. Design project, and of COURSE, the whole business went horribly awry. The short version is: I wanted to print the project out such that two 8.5x11 pages would print side-by-side on an 11x17 sheet (in the same manner that the actual newsletter would be printed), and after getting handed off to like 3 different employees, the guy who actually *did* know what he was doing told me that I couldn't actually *do* that in Pagemaker, so I'd have to convert it to a PDF and bring to up to the counter.
By then, it was 12:50, and I had to be at work at 1p. And I also had to stand in line for another 15 minutes after that. And they couldn't even get it done until later in the afternoon, so I'll have to go *back* out there and get it after work and my last class. At 6pm! ::KICK::
I HATE PRINTING. It's like the printer/computer just looks at me says "Oh, you're not printing a Word document? YOU ARE FOREVER CURSED DIE STABBY STAB STAB!!!" And then it laughs maniacally in my face while I cry because it takes at least three times longer than it should have. ;_; And it does this in that bizarre voice they used for Speakable Items in MacOS, which totally freaks me out. Just out of spite, man.
In other news, I suddenly crave chocolate-flavoured soy milk. WHAT. The HELL? Welcome to Bizarro World. ::asdklfasdhlfhasdfklhasdkl::
Work is going by ultrafast, at least, and lunch helped counteract some of my incredibly crappy mood. Tonight = nap (hopefully), CIT HW, maybe work on my FLIS presentation and/or Gamex shite, watch Angel, and then I'm off to drive the Vomit Comet. Jeez, what a downer after my cool Tuesday. ;p
And I'm off like a dirty shirt. ::poof::
By then, it was 12:50, and I had to be at work at 1p. And I also had to stand in line for another 15 minutes after that. And they couldn't even get it done until later in the afternoon, so I'll have to go *back* out there and get it after work and my last class. At 6pm! ::KICK::
I HATE PRINTING. It's like the printer/computer just looks at me says "Oh, you're not printing a Word document? YOU ARE FOREVER CURSED DIE STABBY STAB STAB!!!" And then it laughs maniacally in my face while I cry because it takes at least three times longer than it should have. ;_; And it does this in that bizarre voice they used for Speakable Items in MacOS, which totally freaks me out. Just out of spite, man.
In other news, I suddenly crave chocolate-flavoured soy milk. WHAT. The HELL? Welcome to Bizarro World. ::asdklfasdhlfhasdfklhasdkl::
Work is going by ultrafast, at least, and lunch helped counteract some of my incredibly crappy mood. Tonight = nap (hopefully), CIT HW, maybe work on my FLIS presentation and/or Gamex shite, watch Angel, and then I'm off to drive the Vomit Comet. Jeez, what a downer after my cool Tuesday. ;p
And I'm off like a dirty shirt. ::poof::
