Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Screw you, sendspace. Screw you straight to the land of screwed up upload services.

My gosh, that site is RIDICULOUSLY ANNOYING.

The only good thing about it is that its layout is blue. Other than that, IT'S PURE EVIL.

I never was fond of it. But in the past, I did quite like it because it didn't have annoying ads.

But now. Now it has pop-ups. Annoying ones. Were they always there? Perverted, irritating ads. Die.

And the lack of upload slots! My golly gutentag, it hates me! "There are no free download slots available."

BASTARDS. LET ME DOWNLOAD THIS. PLEASE.

And their whole "free sendspace Max!" thing. What a farce. I need 10,000 points to get it free. But they won't allow you to get more than 5 points in one day. So I'd need 2,000 days to get enough points. 2,000 friggin days! How many years is that? Far too many!

And the lack of 'guaranteed resume support'! Good grief, that is stupid. Not only am I forced to repeatedly refresh the page in hopes that I get a download slot, I'm going to have to REDOWNLOAD the file if it my modem disconnects!

Who's the smartass behind sendspace? I wanna kill him. Or her. Or it. I refuse to believe any human being[s] is capable of such stupidity.

You'd think they'd have some 'exception' rules. Like, if the file is under 50 MB, GUARANTEED SLOTS FOR ALL! Or at least resume support for everyone and everything.

But nooooo...."Upgrade to sendspace Max! Save an amazing $48.00! Blah blah blah lies lies lies give us all your money blah blah blah."

I hate you sendspace. Die

Monday, October 09, 2006

Dear Daddykins,

Please let me order online.

Love,
Roanne Lau the Great


My gosh, I really wish I could order online. Oh. The joy I would have. If I could just have one, just one videogame soundtrack, that would be enough. It'll be the first step to having an ELITE collections, where I can truly join the ranks of high Geekdom.

Also, it would be a giant milestone for the Daughters of Lau. A small mark of freedom. A large leap for joy. A major decrease in Dad's bank account.

Truly, to receive something through the post...that would make me smile, laugh, and scream in supreme happiness.

Now, SOMEBODY BUY ME AN EXTERNAL HARDDRIVE, PLEASE, I'LL GIVE YOU MY FIRSTBORN SON, CAUSE RIGHT NOW, MY BUILT-IN HARDDISKS ARE, LIKE, GETTING RAPED BY MY CONSTANT DOWNLOADING.

(Okami for the win)